Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

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

Gangster see gangster do, I'm Langston predecessor
Gun on my dresser slang I use upset college
More than Webster dictionary
Obituary column sign 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Killers with killers you sleeping you getting stuck 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' was cool when they was locked up

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

Their own my take 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 they thinking assault won't be spraying
Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the
I got some niggaz with acid get it thrown in your
Play catch 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 love thugs and my love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and ladies they hip hop

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