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 in the mall when the power is gone
A in a corner
Just along!
I'm lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car
A to ride
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 don't what you doin' baby

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

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

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

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

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

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you don't be here.
Fuck around and get jumped leap year
and a glove, make you really wanna leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK back to the happy
Rap ain't nuttin' but an auto pitch
My girl look up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but you're me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on de bloop
Get duked out, or get
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 Scarface, ye ain' Willie D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye killin' me
Better play yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep sleeping on me, rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a nigger say som', a nigga face off
How come blacks don't play
Y'all white, know y'all can 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 squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
But is ya really Rick? No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the vocals
If it fix, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit,
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, they like
Man, stole yo
Man, they like
it ain't us.

Ah, Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
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 juice, nigga, you that Tang

time we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act 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 guess right!