Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

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

Gangster see gangster do, I'm Langston predecessor
Gun on my dresser slang I use college professor
More knowledge Webster dictionary
Obituary plus sign 'em

The first fake murdered 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 their like they tall as sky scrapers

But they small as a shanty in a village
Soft as cotton we assassins
Let the off in club floors pellets spraying your familiar
You screaming you love war

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

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

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

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

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

I want you to me notice stare look closer
Feel I'm who you to be real I know it hurts you
Soldiers approach you, you 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
love ladies and ladies they love hip hop

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

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

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

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

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

Since I'm famous thinking assault rifles won't be spraying
Who ever thinking to my vault for the safe
I got niggaz with acid get it thrown in your face
Play dirty your moms in J-30
Whatever whodie we all crazy we all now

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 they love hip hop

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