Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the music
is dedicated to Ruddy Ray
From all the around the way
So def it get an F
Jay an A for his essay
Spins til dizzy
to get busy
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I is called a Caddy
The drink that I drink is O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My homeboy right to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a gift a gun
Slays one by one
Rather chill kill
Cause the no fun
So forever
be tougher than leather
We gonna the bad ones
Until there are

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

Well I ah, the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less when they 'fess, the test

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

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

So a
Bust a
It's a cause I'm
fresh, in the flesh and you know the time
Why don't ya, it son
I'm number one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and shockin the
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the
Meetin greatin and seatin, all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to
Wearin leather and better, What's name? DJ Run
But in the a bummer, cause I leave em at home
Just and me, and J and D on the phone
Diggin eyein the crown, sellin skills by the
Makin breakin and takin all of the suckers
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the
Stunning gunning and funning, cause Run's this art
facing the rage, never losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, then they're to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grass grow
Cause money ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ?

Full in effect, set correct
Yet gainin respect, breakin a neck

I'm and chillin, not foolin with illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a
My higher desire, go and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll neve
I'm spankin and bankin, high rankin and
Improvising, suprising, I'm and flaking
My boys on the side, the front and the
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Darryl
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, Cause I'm livin that way
One wonders, How it gets done
I hear questions, from who? everyone
I'm cool I the rule
Breakin all but laws, I break fool
Cause I'm the man that was born to
Every girl in the world, and make them
It's to be, it's easy to D
It's to G, it's easy to me
know 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, questions, I'm tellin to thee
they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"