Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

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

Gangster see gangster do, I'm Hughes predecessor
Gun on my dresser slang I use college professor
More knowledge than dictionary
Obituary column plus '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 ducks on my hiatus
Poking out their chest like they as sky scrapers

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

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

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

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

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

Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a glock they keep
Bullets stop in sternum they stop you from breathing
I'm light years far 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 posed to be real I know it you
Soldiers approach you, you want to it
You older than most dudes Nas
Did you and your crew, but

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

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

fuck with 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 they was up

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

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

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

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

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