Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

Well, plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese you would think I'm from Paris
You I get fly, you think I get high
You know that I'm and I'm-a tell you all why

So tell me who are you dissing, I'm missing
The reason that you're or wildin', so listen
In my head, I just to take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em

Let it like a mud-slide
I get on, I like to ride and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text,
I get props at my mention I vex, y'all

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I get so funny with my money that you
I said, "Where'd you get information from," huh?
You that you can front when revelation comes?
(Yeah, you can't on that)

Well call me Mike D, the ever-loving man
I'm Spoonie Gee, I'm the metropolitician
You and you holler, 'bout my Chevy Impala
But the sweat is getting wet around the ring around your

But a dream I'm flowing without no stopping
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi Whip
From mic-to-mic, it wall-to-wall
Well, be calling out you people like a casting call

Ah, well, wack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know, with your flow, you're out getting by
me, what you see is what you get
And you see me, I'm off as you can bet

Well I think I'm my mind, this time
This time I'm losing my mind, that's
Said I think I'm losing my mind, time
This time, I'm losing my

(Yeah, you can't on that)

But little do you know about that I talk about
I'm of driving, it's due time that I walkabout
But in the meantime, I'm to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my head so I

Well, I'm Dr. Spock, I'm here to rock,
I want you off the wall, if you're the wall
I what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (what'cha want?)
I said what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)

Y'all suckers write me checks and they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh
See, I'm the long-leaner, the Cleaner
I'm the motherfucker from here to Gardena

Well, I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot
You've got the and reason, but got no cause
But if you're hot to trot, you you're slicker than grease
I've got news for you crews, you'll be sucking a leech

Yeah, you can't front on

So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)