Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Crazy

Crazy, crazy

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

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

Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,

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

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

crazy, crazy, papa crazy, crazy

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

Papa crazy, papa crazy, crazy, crazy

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

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

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