Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the play
This is to Ruddy Ray
From all the around the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
Spins til you're
Born to get
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I drive is a Caddy
The drink that I drink is O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My homeboy next to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a like a gun
Slays one by one
Rather chill kill
Cause the no fun
So together
Crew be than leather
We gonna the bad ones
Until are none

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

I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less they 'fess, against the test

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

So go a-head, and stand, out the man
With a clan, ran, and in demand

So a
Bust a
It's a must I'm
Funky fresh, in the flesh and you the time
Why ya, bust it son
Cause I'm one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

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

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

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with
On the it's thrillin, and I'll make a killin
My higher desire, go high and fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll neve
I'm spankin and bankin, rankin and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My on the side, the front and the back
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 questions, from who? From everyone
I'm cool I the rule
all but laws, when I break fool
Cause I'm the man that was born to
Every girl in the world, and make them
It's easy to be, it's to D
It's easy to G, 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, from questions, I'm to thee
they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"