Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

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

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

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

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

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 don't ya, it son
I'm number one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm flowin and rocks knots and shockin the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so you check out the rhyme
greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never to none
Wearin leather and better, What's your DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, I leave em at home
Just and me, and J and D on the phone
Diggin eyein the crown, skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the around
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the
Stunning and funning, cause Run's running this art
DJ's facing the rage, never losing a
Cause the set is a match, then they're ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grow everyday
Cause makin money funny, ain't that right JMJ?

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

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll a killin
My desire, go high and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My boys on the side, the front and the
A Cadillac and a stack, for the Darryl Mack
Not for free, pocket full 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 livin way
One wonders, what? How it gets
I questions, from who? From everyone
I'm cool I broke the
all but laws, when I break fool
Cause I'm the man was born to rule
girl in the world, and make them drool
It's easy to be, it's to D
It's to G, it's easy 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, questions, I'm tellin to thee
Cause always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"