Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down 3.0

my mic up
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know when the get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on your
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me and mop up the knock offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat fishes of a Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And nibble them sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail they cripple
See I cook I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking sticks in gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All and racing keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up that I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters click that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit it doesn't matter (rip)
head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It just might make you
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide of this emotion
That my rage has gotta through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis'
With his personal memoir he's bi
a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you fake
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the Slim Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a
To have campus on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in
ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
you telling me, fools? I was living shock
Raising up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're fucking vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
I'm so of self-esteem that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get on soft
as commercial as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain hearing a of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a tailwind
More of success than I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the damn

Chill, man,