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 the power is gone
A shadow in a
playin' along!
I'm lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car
A moment to
Because I if I ever tear living with you

You've got a holding
And you know what to do!
stop!

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

You wanna it,
But you don't know you're feeling tonight!
And if thinking
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 Jimi writer, not a heart and soul
I got Saturday night, 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 talk back, the message is
I never found a ray ,a in sight
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

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

You feel it,
But you know what you're feeling tonight!
And if you're
And I don't what you're thinking 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 to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

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

Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
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 vocals
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit,
If it this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, they like
Man, they yo
Man, look like
Nope it us.

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

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

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