Luyện nghe bài hát Think I'm Crazy

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

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

Oh you that guy they talking when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring name up when they talking and say money 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 a right to be, you seem like you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a

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

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

Getting into it, getting intimate and details
See, I met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I bring up no kids
Then in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

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

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

She said she married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to her

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

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

They walk in real and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the to the ground
So close they can listen 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 a long time was my mission
And he on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were missing him

I want to who you are but you still look very nice
So you talk 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, get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like making you proud
And the of this conversation she just telling me how
It her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
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, stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a

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

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

Something's wrong here and I know just who is the
The poison's getting louder, the is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can 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, girl's got me guessing

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

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