Luyện nghe bài hát Think I'm Crazy

I want to know who you are but you still look nice
So you talk to me?
Should I you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they understand how I feel

See, it off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The of my record company
(Oh a Sanger)
I said my Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you that guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your
Heard the rumors how you're always in or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to sir
You do have a right to be, you seem you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a

I tell the boy the Hennessey on ice for me
Her drink starts as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would to be
And invite me to a session of her
And she seems so innocent but something isn't right to me
She out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you like to see?"

I'm thinking she gotta be as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity
We never met is the that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey

Getting it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me kids
Who I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
who's in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look nice
So you talk to me?
I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Umm, I don't her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I she didn't hang a
a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was than I could explain you see

She she wasn't married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was langin' and the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even her
Spitting the I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into this dime, he told me he used to know you
He me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said a passion like it was so true
take advantage of the fact
That the listeners didn't really you

There's in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she around
I find that photo, I'm like, "Oh no some trouble in town"
I turn around as two officers is coming in now

They walk in real suspicious and and sit down
So close, I can see they of the guns to the ground
So close that they can to either of us now
We turn around and she says no need for whispering
she tells me that

I really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my were never missing him

I want to know who you are but you still look very
So will you to me?
Should I tell you a story? I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't how I feel

Okay, let's get this straight, your man on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you
And the rest of this she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar
She

Pictures can be like she knew he was foul
Look closer, see a coward who uses a smile's power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another
So she did she did then she went to go take a shower

Damn what do you
(Couldn't tell you that I him)
I understand what you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her it is she did to him

She stops, ay talkin' I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she me
(For real and I got the feeling of I'm feeling
Is I wanted to kill him)

Something's wrong and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell can hear her, told me
(It was protection, for it in the stash)

The plastic is she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm pressing for
I gotta go grind, time's putting to
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me

That this conversation is two types of confession
And she a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when be chilling

And that's exactly the day that the hospital to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you him?"
I didn't him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy