Luyện nghe bài hát Its A Craze

iight lets go

yous a hoe
speakin all but dont blow muhfukaz
only dem dicks, wedged ya lip and tonsils
repercussions from the vandals, i eat the 'cause it is maditory you cant ignore me
if you do yous sum ignorant
giv you rights to regurgutate seein me makes you
what the all the rhymin about
you in the game suttin like wheres wally, we cant see ya you out
spot dat a mile away, with the doo rag, the chewed bag
the fake hustlers dream, sell a few rocks but fiend
i do rap, the its true dat
i spit what i knew dat, you not dat dat ya wanna be
man on me den its be man down
your entertainment, is my erainment the clown
at the basement, i got men to hand out dem facelifts
get ya face split 'cause i am not time
just face it, co operations had its day now the full of rappers gay rappers
actors being fake
gimme the cake, light the candles and im lickin
next ambitionz is more focused with the same old team
too many germs infectin by a thread i wiv listerine
kiss the game im in that same old liquid green
thermo, you want war ya tho
ya out and flush, ya cant trust me if i think yous a lil bit pussy
trust me, ill drop a gem on all of dese
comin with sum immaculate factual plan of action duck!!
see us we on that vibes, stomach us
i know its hard when ya hate overpowers the love so just
you never be, lethal like me
i strip ya crew down, leave dem in they birthday suites how you know
your whole click is ridiculous, most dem hating you
to cop at me you gunna need the swat at the back of you

its a craze when we step on the pave
your face flushed, get dat beat down if ya got dat pay ment
we the livest, you cant deny, you hide it
we smile in the face of death face of we bias

its a craze motherfuckers, we on road,
we keep shit tight and expose you hoes,
on the circumstances, we make the nervous dance,
rumour has it, u a with a dirty habit,
u stuck togetha, like romantic,
you all birds of the feather,
tight like an astmatic,
my flows are hotter than heat, and urs are as the atlantic,
its like u a fiend for fear , like a crack addict,
im like the of death, i'l follow ya steps,
dont be holdin ya breath pussy, upto there necks,
in all sortsa blood, 6 feet is the depth,