Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

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

Gangster see gangster do, I'm Hughes predecessor
Gun on my slang I use upset college professor
More knowledge than Webster
Obituary column sign 'em

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

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

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

But everybody's crazy, somebody's get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
love thugs and my thugs 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 baths I makes 'em fake thugs 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 turned rapper times is
get flashier, houses more plusher
Bitches ass up at ages more younger

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

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

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

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

Peace, I know niggaz sleep
too many schemes too many plots
War plus money and man I got too many
Hungry niggaz get tutored to 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 when they was locked up

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

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

Since I'm famous thinking assault rifles 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 dirty your moms in J-30
whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now

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