Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

my mic up
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(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) it, blackout niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them skip thou
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better doors (Pause)
The wanna eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these niggas
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up like three whales
And I shit on 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail until cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em females
Oh see well, niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping over 'em
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, this shit circling back around
more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I quit worshiping Gods, around
It's certain this shit click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it matter (rip)
Your up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way it's going you easily get your ass kicked
See, me and together we're crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, make me wanna spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I the beat up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your
And I been blacking out so long niggas is if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

There's a light contagiousness to tirade
It might make you sick
So irate with this my is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a wide range of this
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily
But sounds like he may some FLO, nasally speaking?
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass down
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a
To have every campus on a rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And up the next day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the of old
Where Sway and radio when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, fucking internet
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get on soft
as commercial as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the of pain hearing a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get ass shaking
around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So does that tell ya?
That on a scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like mailing his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,