Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the play
This is to Ruddy Ray
From all the homeboys the way
So def it get an F
Jay an A for his essay
Spins til you're
Born to get
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I drive is called a
The drink I drink is called O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My homeboy next to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a gift a gun
suckers one by one
Rather chill than
Cause the no fun
So together
Crew be tougher than
We gonna the bad ones
there are none

Run-D.M.C.'s award
The K I N G's of all M i c's
Like Hercules, with rhymes like
crackin not lackin and I still pull G's

Well I ah, impress the bad, the rad
Who be less when they 'fess, against the

And I insist this, with a flick of the wrist
be kid not dissed at the top of the list

So go a-head, and stand, out the man
With a clan, never ran, and in

So a
Bust a
a must cause I'm
Funky fresh, in the flesh and you know the
Why ya, bust it son
I'm number one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm and showin rocks knots and shockin the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you out the rhyme
Meetin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to
Wearin leather and better, your name? DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I em at home
Just Adidas and me, and J and D on the
eyein the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the around
fear in the heart, at the top of the chart
Stunning gunning and funning, Run's running this art
DJ's facing the rage, losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, then ready to go
Swervin deservin, the grass grow everyday
makin money ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ?

Full in effect, set correct
Yet respect, still breakin a neck

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a
My higher desire, go and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, neve rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My on the side, the front and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the Darryl Mack
Not workin for free, pocket with a G
And they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go with Joe, makin pay Jay
All day, why? Cause I'm that way
One wonders, what? How it gets
I hear questions, from who? From
I'm I broke the rule
Breakin all but laws, I break fool
I'm the man that was born to rule
Every girl in the world, and make drool
It's easy to be, easy to D
It's easy to G, it's to me
know how I do it, got a goal, I pursue it
Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you it
The answers, from questions, I'm to thee
Cause they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"