Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do

I say
I can it to you but whatcha gon do wit it,
I can it to you but whatcha gon doo [2x]
wha-wha whaaat

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I can give it to ya but gonna do wit it
When I'm in I'm bumpin' screw music
With big mike and scarface and luke
Me and crook like bo and luke duke
When I'm in miama I go to scoop
To see the peep show and hit the duke
Went to branson, to back, lex coup
Up in "harlem world" in my timb
Two had beef so I watched them shoot
Called up benny rat, copped a bullet
Seen t-funk he is to the fruit
Then he to the tunnell and brought down the roof
coats and moet, bitches drippin sweat
Slang a to funkmaster flex
And now I'm bumpin' on east tapedecks
Went from to platinum rolex
S.d., jersey we more sex
next
Go

Im too sexy for my hood, hood
Im too sexy for my low ridahh [2x]

man]
If my niggas cant eat y'all niggaz cant sleep
I begun to peep nightmare on elm street
Release from jones to south beach, capeesh?
Kickin as I bust, .... peace
And all crooked cops on the beat
My niggas bring the funk like your feet
Til death do us part, save my bullets for the
With darts, like hbo watching after
No love for a mark, less for a trick
That be like mike, mike who my ...
shit hotness
Run wit my niggas that ain't got
Pop shit, and peddle for profit
One time, out for mine, but stop it
Trying to they hands in my pocket
So I obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic
Leave the scene spotless
Mix the green with the chocolate, the topic
Niggas, your watches
We're in, wit nothing but a clan logo
Mr. meth, (dmx!)
Im loco

I got a flow and I'm gonna kick it yo
the pressure
Snatching up just like a chain off the dresser
Niggas hit me with the best then what
I shake bullshit off *arf arf arf* then go ...
Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker me nothing
Y'all .. niggas is duckin me you owe me something
I got more homies an esse, but lets say
I couldnt you wouldnt walk my way on your best day
The best way you can to get close to me
Is right here under my wing like supposed to be
The first time you start acting strange
Best to be range
Talkin shit wearing a chain
I niggaz like promises
Split em' open like
And sell more drugs than a
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent
Attitude that doesnt mind doing