Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

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

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

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

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

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 care
I'd get down, I'm loving the feat
And if I talk back, the message is free
I found 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 we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were normal people, yeah
Trying so to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

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

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

Bet it up, erupts,
A language, and the vocals volcanic
If it fix, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't
If it hip, it don't hop, well then hush
Man, sound like
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 damn thang, do ya
Is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dane
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

Flip the page, our 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 guess right!