Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

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

Chorus: sermon

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

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

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
Droppin that but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music with mo'
you used to, and stylin that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A soundman's body up every weekend
Some think I done the killin, you know I remember
I can't recall a week since this past december
And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the to touch em
Yo al. b the buddha 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 bout murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} lasers {lasers} scannin
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} landin
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm straight
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, wait
Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer {killer} and {style and}
the {where's the} soundman
Tell me me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

[erick
Hey world
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,
Rowdy records in the motherfuckin,
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)