Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves around
And _humpin' around_ bobby brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't my style
Step off me, I'm hyped I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My input vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm it, freakin more fame
Than batman played by michael
I crossed over, let me name that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's 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, down the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, goes my pager
I'll see you later, yo

erick sermon

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

of lingo - 1]
One two how can I do it? I I'll spit the real
Yo I pack much dick, with the cover of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or for less
One stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin chest
From the a.k., scream mayday
Took the sucker out, cause he me on a payday
The funk is to the maximum
From the e double, while I kick the facts to
Check a chill brother 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 give a how you feel
you're steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't with the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin about it
The big nigga the bud and I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you known that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
Droppin that mellow but mad
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
That you used to, and stylin that you
What I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, my mic squeakin
A soundman's body 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 fire I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b the buddha lightin torches, i'ma bust em
But don't em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and I'm thinkin bout murder
Run hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} lasers {lasers} {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm straight
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, {wait}
Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer style and {style and}
Where's the {where's the}
Tell me me} was I whylin {whylin}
{cause}

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