Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

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

Know when the cats get
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown I shit on your crown
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 dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them with thou
Art, you don't want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
When I pop off I never stop,
What we do? Come through, you better lock (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 phenomenal
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 heavy three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they
See I cook like I'm a weed sale
And I triple and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way 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 she was a basement fuck
Swell up shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck a bracelet, fuck
It's like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier a child in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they
I be lacing them up boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and the sound
I light up shit that I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain this shit splatters paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way going you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady we're crazy
Like baking a and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
I bite the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you your child
And I been blacking out so long is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

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

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It might make you sick
So irate with this my brain is like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
But go through such a wide range of this
That my rage has gotta through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em back in the (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I em the finger
To take the attention from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, wasting your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction cause you imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily
But like he may need some FLO, nasally speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the
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 when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem 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 as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you into the house of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More afraid of success than I am of
So what does tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran into the damn railing

Chill, man,