Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

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

Chorus: sermon

now and then, I get a little 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 cover made of hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or for less
One stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin chest
From the a.k., somebody mayday
Took the sucker out, cause he me on a payday
The is flowin to the maximum
From the e double, I kick the facts to them
Check a chill brother class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the spine out a ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, to chill on the real
And don't give a motherfuck how you
Thinkin steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't the bullshit, so you can write 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 the lingo of the shadz
Droppin that mellow but mad
Melodious music with mo' shit
That you to, and stylin that you ain't
What I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up every
Some think I done the killin, you know I can't
I can't recall a full week since past december
And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, bust em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin murder
Run {run} {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit hit's} on, I got the {got the} papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} {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}
the {where's the} soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I whylin
Cause

[erick
Hey young
Check me out, me, check me out
Hey world
New in the house
Def in the motherfuckin, house
New york's in the motherfuckin,
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)