Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Crazy

Crazy, crazy

Now papa don't a damn, or say, "Thank you, m'aam"
Eatin' filet mignon, lobster tails and
He eats the finest food, he ain't the dude
And then to put it to you he's crazy, lazy and rude

His temper's hot, whether you like him or not
Not to mention 'bout his and his big ol' yacht
He never gave me a dime or spent some time
And that's why I had to cold write rhyme, about

crazy, crazy, papa crazy, crazy

Now papa livin' like a man, up on the hill
Yeah, my daddy got a Caddy, funky, fresh
He got and furs, for his and hers
And a cat in the hat, that chills and purrs

Now he eats and grubs and rocks beats at
While mama nothin', while she sweeps and rubs
You wanna about his dough, how he got paid?
Well the last that asked, got sprayed and laid,

crazy, crazy, papa crazy, crazy

Papa hang crazy, people crazy, times of the night
Runnin' 'round with crazy women, but but alright, because

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, papa crazy

Yo, run, my papa was crazy, as can be
And my said that he left me, when I was three
But my mama never me he was out of his mind
wine, all the time, never earnin' a dime

He didn't care he slept or where his clothes were kept
He was so in debt, somebody his neck
And on the day that papa died, they wrote on his
That, papa a bum, but he died brave, because

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,
Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,