Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

Nasir bin Olu bis do Allah
Fisk full of dollars in a game god
D and D glasses cloth Kangols guided by angels with wings
Nas the Viking from my ankles thankful

Gangster see do, I'm Langston Hughes predecessor
Gun on my dresser I use upset college professor
More knowledge than dictionary
column plus sign 'em

The first fake rapper for rhyming
The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss 'em up
My wrist is freezing up sick of these on my hiatus
Poking out chest like they tall as sky scrapers

But small as a shanty in a African village
Soft as candy we assassins
Let the shottie off in club floors pellets your familiar
You screaming like you war

Everybody's crazy, gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love and my thugs love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and ladies they hip hop

But everybody's crazy, gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love thugs and my thugs hip hop

Peace, fuck you a fist in your ass
You with yeast, you shook of the streets, you a Sisqo fag
You blood baths I makes 'em fake thugs I hate 'em
8 slug I'm bustin' no discussion or

'Cause now instead of coke it's laying
No it's digital, criminals turned rapper times is changing
Niggaz get flashier, houses more
Bitches giving ass up at ages more

Hands on the clock turning, hands on a glock they keep squeezing
Bullets in your sternum they stop you from breathing
I'm years far your mouth get all white
When I'm near you, I frighten heart

I want you to watch me stare look closer
Feel I'm who you posed to be I know it hurts you
Soldiers you, you want to squash it
You older than most dudes Nas
Did you and your crew, but

Everybody's crazy, somebody's gonna get
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies thugs and my thugs love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and ladies they hip hop

But everybody's crazy, gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love and my thugs love hip hop

Peace, I know where sleep
It's too many too many plots
War money and man I got too many spots
Hungry niggaz get tutored to new shit to come up

Killers fuck with killers you sleeping you getting up
Not me, I'm not ready, I'm low but I be
We all connected so your man my man
Your man knows my fam' they was cool when was locked up

Beat cases and now niggaz back on the what
Brothers is taking secret routes they drive
Tinted windows to the street stay on their job
Peep niggaz got prices on their head so high

Their own my will take the contract
So we play a game, intimidation
Got pussy niggaz get pressed up on and
I wish niggaz would step up wait for the day and

Since I'm famous they thinking rifles won't be spraying
Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the
I got some niggaz with get it thrown in your face
Play dirty catch your moms in
whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now

Everybody's crazy, somebody's get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
love thugs and my thugs love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and they love hip hop

But everybody's crazy, somebody's gonna get
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
love thugs and my thugs love hip hop