Luyện nghe bài hát Think I'm Crazy

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

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

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

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

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

Getting into it, getting intimate and details
See, I just met you and you me your kids
Who said I had any 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 will you to me?
Should I tell you a story? I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, don't understand how I feel

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

She said she wasn't but the rings on her finger
me she was langin' and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even 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 the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a like it was so true
Wouldn't take of the fact
That the listeners really know you

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

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

I don't give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches never missing him

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

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

can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who a smile's power
Fleeing the strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a

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

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

wrong here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the is getting clearer
The officers is at us and I can tell they 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
it before the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm for time
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 pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his
Watching movies on when they be chilling

And exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you him?"
I kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy