Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
Check it out
Uhh, shadz of in the house
E in the house with def squad
On the funky fresh track 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 cramp my style
off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how you ask what I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, funky with my crew and
My input brings vibes unknown e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin fame
batman played by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me someone 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 shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down with the of lingo
Here to out the funky single
Ahh shit, there my pager
see you later, because yo

Chorus: sermon

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

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

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
Droppin mellow 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 with paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, there's my mic
A soundman's body turnin up weekend
Some think I done the killin, you I can't remember
I can't recall a full week since this december
And mics catchin 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the lightin torches, i'ma bust em
But don't rush em, the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm bout murder
Run {run} {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} {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} style and {style and}
Where's the {where's soundman
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

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