Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Crazy

Crazy, papa

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

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

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Now papa livin' a rich man, up on the hill
Yeah, my daddy got a Caddy, funky, Seville
He got diamonds and furs, for his and
And a cat in the hat, that just and purrs

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

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Papa hang with crazy, people crazy, of the night
Runnin' with crazy women, but but that's alright, because

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, papa crazy

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

He care where he slept or where his clothes were kept
He was so in debt, broke his neck
And on the day that papa died, they wrote on his
That, papa died a bum, but he died brave,

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