Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

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

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

Let it like a mud-slide
When I get on, I to ride and glide
I've got of perception in my text, y'all
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 front on that)

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

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

Ah, well, it's wack when 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 I'm losing my mind, this time
This time I'm my mind, that's right
Said I think I'm losing my mind, time
This time, I'm my mind

(Yeah, you can't on that)

But little do you about something that I talk about
I'm tired of driving, it's due time that I
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 to rock, y'all
I want you off the wall, if you're the wall
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I said what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)

Y'all suckers write me checks and then bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the amount
See, I'm the long-leaner, Vincent the
I'm the illest motherfucker from here to

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

Yeah, you can't on that

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