Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like brown across town
I with 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 vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin more
Than batman played by michael
I over, let me name someone that's black
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 his ass like cupid
E 2 bingos, down with the shadz of
to bust out the funky single
Ahh shit, there goes my
see you later, because yo

Chorus: erick

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 dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or for less
One clown stepped, and got a in the fuckin chest
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 kick the facts to
Check a brother with class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to on the real
And give a motherfuck how you feel
Thinkin steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
with the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
The big nigga with the bud and I'm on
E kick the beat and yo you known that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
Droppin that but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
That you used to, and stylin you ain't
else I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, there's my mic
A soundman's body turnin up every
Some think I the killin, you know I can't remember
I can't recall a full 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 rush em, leave the pyromaniac he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and I'm thinkin bout murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the the} papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} lasers scannin {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}
Where's the the} soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I whylin
{cause}

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