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

got a holding chain
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 what you're tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know what you're baby

You go on
And you make it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late Jimi writer, not a and soul
I got night, enough's been said
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I care
I'd just get down, I'm the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the message is
I never found a ray ,a knot in
And if you can't partake, you get 'em
You get a

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

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

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

Every we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we just normal people, yeah
so hard to act like we don't care
But true, you do, nothing 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, you really wanna leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK to the happy zone
Rap nuttin' but an auto toned pitch
My girl look pretty up there, it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
Asinine ass, and a coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
Summer got mad Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on bloop de
Get duked out, or get
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be, some 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 ain' me
Better wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you stay wi' yo ma'fuckin' mama
sleeping 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
white, know y'all can taste all this 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 squeezed juice, nigga, you Tang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
But is ya really Rick? No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the vocals
If it ain't fix, don't it, don't 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 hop, well then hush
Man, they like
Man, they yo
Man, look like
it ain't us.

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

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

Flip the page, our 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 you're right!