Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

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

Know when the get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town grounds will on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making them skip with
Art, you don't really that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I never stop,
What we do? Come through, you better doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal
is going on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like seed shell
See skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and 'em like females
Oh see well, niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my but kind of an ancient slut
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking 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 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing face in the mud (ahh)
I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I quit Gods, look around
It's this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit it doesn't matter (rip)
head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
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 your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw
But the beat is

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

There's a light contagiousness to this
It just might make you
So irate with this my brain is just like a fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
But go through such a wide range of emotion
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his personal memoir he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive
And drive through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll take em in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a thumb, so I gave em the finger
To the attention away from 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, you're crazy, you're wasting your ink
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You make a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst impersonation ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally speaking?
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
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 starting a campaign
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, this is
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 fell asleep on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was living
Raising hell up in when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down a sick pet
You're fucking with dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot
With Biggie and kicked the shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're visibly upset,
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan
But if you too fly for coach better get them get arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump like Van Halen, and pray for a damn
More afraid of than I am of failure
So what that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,