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 with white wings
Nas the Viking fresh from my ankles

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

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

But they small as a in a African village
as cotton candy we assassins
Let the shottie off in club pellets spraying your familiar
You screaming you love war

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

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

Peace, fuck you with a fist in 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 no discussion or waiting

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

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

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

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

Peace, I know where niggaz
It's too many too many plots
War plus money and man I got too many
niggaz get tutored to thinking 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 they was up

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

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

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

Everybody's crazy, somebody's get shot
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 thugs and my love hip hop