Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the music
This is dedicated to Ray
From all the homeboys the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
Spins til dizzy
to get busy
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car I drive is called a Caddy
The drink that I is called O.E
And I wear my so I can see
My homeboy next to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a gift a gun
suckers one by one
Rather than kill
Cause the no fun
So forever
be tougher than leather
We slay the bad ones
there are none

Run-D.M.C.'s nominee
The K I N G's of all M i c's
Like Hercules, rhymes like these
Never crackin not lackin and I still G's

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

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

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

So a
a rhyme
It's a must I'm
Funky fresh, in the flesh and you the time
Why don't ya, it son
Cause I'm one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

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

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

I'm and chillin, not foolin with 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 and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Mack
Not for free, pocket full with a G
And always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go with Joe, pay with Jay
All day, why? Cause I'm livin way
One wonders, How it gets done
I questions, from who? From everyone
I'm cool I the rule
Breakin all but laws, I break fool
I'm the man that was born to rule
Every in the world, and make them drool
It's to be, it's easy to D
easy to G, it's easy to me
Wanna 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 tellin to
Cause they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"