Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

I'm a bad of a boy in the sky
With a cap on his head and a in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is
A shadow in a
Just along!
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling
But if I get a car
A to ride
Because I know if I ever tear living you

You've got a holding
And you don't what to do!
stop!

You do it
But you don't know what you doin'

You wanna it,
But you don't what you're feeling tonight!
And if you're
And I don't know you're thinking baby

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late writer, not a heart and soul
I got night, enough's been said
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I wouldn't
I'd just get down, I'm loving the
And if I wanna back, the message is free
I never a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

You do it
But you don't know what you baby

You wanna it,
But you know what you're feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know what you're baby

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be nice if we just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act we don't care
But it's true, you do, nothing is
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you don't be here.
Fuck around and get jumped like leap
Glock and a glove, you really wanna leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK back to the happy
Rap ain't but an auto toned pitch
My girl pretty up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
Summer got mad cause Winter me
That juicy fruit, that
Generation X on de bloop
Get out, or get duked-duked
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
a chimney, I commend me
How come it be, lame, man
Nigga talkin' "Aww, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain' Scarface, ye ain' D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye killin' me
play wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the I swear, I promise
Dare a nigger say som', tear a face off
How come blacks play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can taste all fly shit
I stay take off

Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't fresh juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
But is ya Slick Rick? No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, don't
If it ain't this, it shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well hush
Man, they sound
Man, stole yo
Man, they look
it ain't us.

Ah, Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Is ya really Rick? No you Dana Dane
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Ye ain't squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be if we were just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't (I don't care)
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

the page, our days are revelations (Hiiide!)
Space is strange, doctor, got no patience!
Oh, all a part of the process (Okay, okay)
Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit, shit, I you're right!