Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

I'm a bad of a boy in the sky
With a cap on his and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is
A in a corner
Just along!
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm 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 don't know to do!
stop!

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late writer, not a heart and soul
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 the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the message is
I found a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

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 you're
And I know what you're thinking baby

You go on
And you make it alright!

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just people, yeah
Trying so to act like we don't 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 like 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 toned
My girl look pretty up there, it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but you're me
Summer got mad cause Winter me
That juicy fruit, shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on de bloop
Get out, or get duked-duked
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be, some lame, man
Nigga 'bout "Aww, he don't rap enough"
But rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain' Scarface, ye ain' D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
Better play yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep sleeping on me, I'mma my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a say som', tear a nigga face off
How come don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know can taste all this fly shit
I stay finna off

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
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
But is ya Slick Rick? No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A language, and the vocals volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit,
If it ain't this, it dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, they like
Man, stole yo
Man, look like
Nope it 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 really Slick Rick? No you Dane
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people,
so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

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