Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
Check it out
Uhh, shadz of lingo in the
E double's in the house with def
On the funky fresh track with shadz of

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin
And around_ like bobby brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't cramp my
Step off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, funky with my crew and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm it, freakin more fame
Than batman by michael keaton
I over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I for a punk to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down with the of lingo
to bust out the funky single
Ahh shit, there my pager
see you later, because yo

Chorus: sermon

Every now and then, I get a crazy (4x)

of lingo - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess spit the real
Yo I pack much dick, with the made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
From the a.k., somebody mayday
Took the sucker out, he clowned me on a payday
The is flowin to the maximum
From the e double, while I the facts to them
Check a chill brother with class, rough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the real
And don't give a motherfuck how you
you're steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
The big nigga with the bud and I'm on
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
Droppin mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music with mo'
That you used to, and that you ain't
What else I got to do but the pictures with paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A body turnin up every weekend
Some think I done the killin, you know I can't
I can't recall a full since this past december
And mics fire 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, bust em
But don't rush em, the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and I'm thinkin bout murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} papes
{dodge} red {red} lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm {straight}
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, wait
Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer {killer} style and and}
Where's the {where's the}
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

[erick
Hey young
Check me out, check me, me out
Hey world
New in the house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
New in the motherfuckin, house
Rowdy records in the motherfuckin,
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
E.d.'s in the motherfuckin (def jam boy)
Shadz of in the motherfuckin house
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)