Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the play
is dedicated to Ruddy Ray
From all the homeboys the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
Spins til you're
to get busy
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I drive is called a
The drink that I is called O.E
And I wear my so I can see
My right next to me
His is DJ Run
a gift like a gun
Slays one by one
chill than kill
Cause the no fun
So forever
Crew be tougher than
We gonna slay the bad
there are none

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

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

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

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

So a
a rhyme
It's a cause I'm
Funky fresh, in the and you know the time
Why ya, bust it son
Cause I'm one
do it, pursue it
Hit it Run

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

in effect, set comin correct
Yet respect, still breakin a neck

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with
On the mission it's thrillin, and make a killin
My higher desire, go high and fly ya
me the messiah, I'll neve rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high rankin and
Improvising, suprising, I'm and flaking
My on the side, the front and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Mack
Not workin for free, pocket full a G
And they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go with Joe, makin pay Jay
All day, why? Cause I'm livin way
One wonders, what? How it gets
I hear questions, who? From everyone
I'm cool I the rule
Breakin all but laws, when I break
I'm the man that was born to rule
Every girl in the world, and them drool
It's to be, it's easy to D
easy to G, it's easy to me
Wanna know how I do it, got a goal, I it
Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you it
The answers, from questions, I'm tellin to
they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"