Luyện nghe bài hát So What'cha Want

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

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

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

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I get so with my money that you flaunt
I said, "Where'd you get information from," huh?
You think that you can front revelation comes?
(Yeah, you front on that)

Well they 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 wet around the ring around your collar

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

Ah, well, it's wack when you're jacked in the of a ride
With your know, with flow, when you're out getting by
Believe me, what you see is 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, right
Said I think I'm losing my mind, time
time, I'm losing my mind

(Yeah, you front on that)

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

Well, I'm Dr. Spock, I'm to rock, y'all
I want you off the wall, if playing 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 then they
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh
See, I'm the long-leaner, Vincent the
I'm the illest motherfucker from here to

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

Yeah, you front on that

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