Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown town
I with that, so don't cramp my style
Step off me, I'm hyped like I had a of coffee
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm it, freakin more fame
Than batman by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone that's
With fame, and that are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's one
Packs a gun, bigger than malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a punk to get
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, with the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, there my pager
see you later, because yo

Chorus: sermon

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

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess spit the real
Yo I much dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin
From the a.k., somebody mayday
Took the 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 with class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the spine out a ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to on the real
And don't give a how you feel
Thinkin you're to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
The big nigga the bud and I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you known that

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

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