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 house with def
On the funky fresh track shadz of lingo

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown town
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 with my and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin fame
Than batman by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me someone that's black
fame, and pockets that are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a punk to get
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the single
Ahh shit, there goes my
see you later, because yo

Chorus: erick

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

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

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

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