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 with def
On the funky fresh track with shadz of

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like brown across town
I ain't with that, so cramp my style
off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how you ask what I'm doin
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My brings vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, more fame
batman played by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone black
With fame, and that are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I for a punk to get stupid
So I can his ass like cupid
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)

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

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
that mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious music with mo' shit
That you used to, and stylin you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up every
Some think I the killin, you know I can't remember
I recall a full week since this past december
And catchin fire '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 alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} papes
Dodge {dodge} red {red} {lasers} scannin {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 {fade's} a killer {killer} style and and}
Where's the {where's soundman
Tell me me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

[erick
Hey world
Check me out, check me, me out
Hey world
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 motherfuckin (def jam boy)
Shadz of lingo in the house
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)