Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
it out y'all
Uhh, of lingo in the house
E double's in the with def squad
On the funky fresh with shadz of lingo

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown across
I with that, so don't cramp my style
Step off me, I'm like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, gettin funky my crew and
My input brings vibes unknown e.t.
Makes me home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm it, freakin more fame
Than batman played by keaton
I crossed over, let me someone that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, with the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the single
Ahh shit, there my pager
see you later, because yo

Chorus: erick

Every now and then, I get a crazy (4x)

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess I'll spit the
Yo I pack much dick, with the made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or settled for
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
the a.k., somebody scream mayday
Took the out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The funk is to the maximum
From the e double, I kick the facts to them
Check a chill brother with class, rough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, to chill on the real
And give a motherfuck how you feel
Thinkin steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't with the bullshit, so you can a fuckin book about it
The big with the bud and I'm on that
E kick the and yo you shoulda known that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
that mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music with mo'
That you used to, and that you ain't
What else I got to do but the pictures with paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A body turnin up every weekend
think I done the killin, you know I can't remember
I can't recall a full week since this past
And mics catchin 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, i'ma em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm bout murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm {straight}
Chill {chill}, yo I auhhhh, air, wait {wait}
Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer {killer} and {style and}
Where's the {where's soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I {whylin}
{cause}

[erick
Hey young
me out, check me, check me out
Hey world
New york's in the
Def in the motherfuckin, house
New in the motherfuckin, house
records in the motherfuckin, house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
E.d.'s in the motherfuckin (def jam boy)
Shadz of in the motherfuckin house
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)