Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves around
And _humpin' around_ like brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't my style
Step off me, I'm hyped I had a pound of coffee
Yo how you ask what I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
Makes me home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin more
Than batman played by michael
I crossed over, let me name that's black
With fame, and that are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, bigger than malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a punk to get
So I can his ass like cupid
E 2 bingos, down with the shadz of
to bust out the funky single
Ahh shit, there 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 pack much dick, with the cover made of hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or settled for
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
From the a.k., scream mayday
Took the out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The funk is flowin to the
From the e double, while I kick the to them
Check a brother with class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the spine out a ass
Grip the steel caps 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 with the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book it
The big with the bud and I'm on that
E kick the and yo you shoulda known that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
that mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
That you to, and stylin that you ain't
else I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, my mic squeakin
A soundman's turnin 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 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, i'ma em
But don't em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin bout
Run {run} {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the on, I got the {got the} papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
{brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm {straight}
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, {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 world
me out, check me, check me out
Hey young
New in the house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
New york's in the motherfuckin,
Rowdy in the motherfuckin, house
Def in the motherfuckin, house
E.d.'s in the house (def jam boy)
of lingo in the motherfuckin house
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)