Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves around
And _humpin' like bobby brown across town
I ain't that, so don't cramp my style
Step off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of
Yo how you ask what I'm doin
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My input brings vibes unknown e.t.
Makes me phone to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin fame
Than batman by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me name that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's one
Packs a gun, that's than malcolm's
Out the window, I for a punk to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass like
E 2 bingos, down with the of lingo
Here to out the funky single
Ahh shit, there goes my
see you later, because yo

Chorus: erick

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

of lingo - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess I'll the real
Yo I pack much dick, with the cover made of hoe
Yes yes, never or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
From the a.k., somebody mayday
Took the out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The is flowin to the maximum
the e double, while I kick the facts to them
Check a brother with class, rough enough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when peeled, here to chill on the real
And don't give a motherfuck how you
Thinkin steppin 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 the beat and yo you shoulda known that

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

[erick
Hey young
Check me out, check me, me out
Hey world
New in the house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
New in the motherfuckin, house
records 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)