Luyện nghe bài hát Its A Craze

iight lets go

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

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

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