Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
Check it out
Uhh, shadz of lingo in the
E in the house with def squad
On the funky track with shadz of lingo

Mic one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown across
I ain't with that, so don't my style
off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask what I'm
When I'm pursuin, gettin funky my crew and
My brings vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, mom, I'm doin it, freakin more fame
Than batman played by michael
I crossed over, let me name someone black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's one
a gun, that's bigger than malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a to get stupid
So I can his ass like cupid
E 2 bingos, down the shadz of lingo
Here to out the funky single
Ahh shit, there my pager
I'll see you later, yo

erick sermon

Every now and then, I get a crazy (4x)

of lingo - 1]
One two how can I do it? I I'll spit the real
Yo I pack dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or settled for
One stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin chest
From the a.k., scream mayday
the sucker out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The is flowin to the maximum
From the e double, while I the facts to them
Check a chill brother class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, to chill on the real
And don't give a motherfuck how you
you're steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't with the bullshit, so you can write a book about it
The big nigga the bud and I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the of the shadz
that mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
you used to, and stylin that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up weekend
think I done the killin, you know I can't remember
I can't recall a full since this past december
And mics catchin fire I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the lightin torches, i'ma bust em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin murder
Run hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm {straight}
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, {wait}
Cross {cross} fade a killer {killer} style and {style and}
Where's the {where's soundman
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

[erick
Hey young
me out, check me, check me out
Hey world
New york's in the
Def in the motherfuckin, house
New york's in the motherfuckin,
records in the motherfuckin, house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
E.d.'s in the motherfuckin (def jam boy)
of lingo in the motherfuckin house
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)