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 in the mall when the power is gone
A shadow in a
playin' 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 ever living with you

You've got a holding
And you don't know to do!
stop!

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

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a Jimi writer, not a heart and soul
I got night, enough's been said
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I care
I'd just get down, I'm loving the
And if I wanna back, the message is free
I never found a ray ,a 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 feel it,
But you don't know what feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know what 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 hard to act we don't care
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting you don't wanna be here.
Fuck and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove, make you wanna leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK to the happy zone
Rap ain't but an auto toned pitch
My girl pretty up there, ridin' it
My pants, my solid future ...
Asinine ass, and a coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, that
Generation X on de bloop
Get out, or get duked-duked
hit the floor, we through the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be, some lame, man
Nigga 'bout "Aww, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain' Scarface, ye ain' D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
play wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a nigger say som', tear a nigga off
How come blacks don't play
white, know y'all can taste all this fly shit
I finna take off

Do ya damn thang, do ya
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 damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
But is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't it, don't panic
If it this, it ain't shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well hush
Man, they like
Man, stole yo
Man, they look
Nope it us.

Ah, Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dana
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't fresh juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every we try, we get nowhere
But it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah
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, it's all a of the process (Okay, okay)
Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit, shit, I you're right!