Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

Nasir bin Olu bis do Allah
Fisk of dollars in a dice game god
D and D glasses cloth Kangols guided by with white wings
Nas the Viking fresh my ankles thankful

Gangster see gangster do, I'm Hughes predecessor
Gun on my dresser slang I use upset professor
More knowledge than Webster
Obituary plus sign 'em

The first fake rapper murdered for
The jig is up gut 'em like fish cheese 'em up
My wrist is freezing up sick of ducks on my hiatus
Poking out their like they tall as sky scrapers

But they small as a in a African village
Soft as cotton we assassins
Let the shottie off in club floors pellets your familiar
You like you love war

Everybody's crazy, somebody's get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love thugs and my love hip hop
Thugs ladies and ladies they love hip hop

But everybody's crazy, somebody's gonna get
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love thugs and my thugs hip hop

Peace, you with a fist in your ass
You pussy with yeast, you of the streets, you a Sisqo fag
You know blood baths I makes 'em thugs I hate 'em
8 slug I'm bustin' no discussion or

'Cause now instead of coke rhymes it's
No analog it's digital, criminals rapper times is changing
Niggaz get flashier, houses more
Bitches ass up at ages more younger

on the clock keep turning, hands on a glock they keep squeezing
Bullets stop in your sternum they stop you from
I'm light far your mouth get all white
I'm near you, I frighten your heart

I you to watch me notice stare look closer
Feel I'm who you to be real I know it hurts you
Soldiers approach you, you want to it
You older most dudes although Nas
Did you and whole crew, but

crazy, somebody's gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies thugs and my thugs love hip hop
Thugs ladies and ladies they love hip hop

But crazy, somebody's gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love thugs and my thugs hip hop

Peace, I know niggaz sleep
It's too many too many plots
War plus money and man I got too spots
Hungry niggaz get tutored to thinking new to come up

Killers with killers you sleeping you getting stuck up
Not me, I'm not ready, I'm low but I be
We all connected so your man my man
Your man knows my fam' they was cool they was locked up

Beat and now niggaz back on the block what
Brothers is taking routes when they drive
windows ears to the street stay on their job
Peep niggaz that got prices on their head so

Their own my will the contract surprise
So we play a mental game,
Got pussy niggaz get up on and paying
I wish these niggaz step up wait for the day and

Since I'm famous they thinking assault rifles be spraying
Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the
I got some niggaz with acid get it in your face
Play dirty catch your in J-30
Whatever whodie we all crazy we all now

Everybody's crazy, gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
love thugs and my thugs love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and ladies they hip hop

But everybody's crazy, gonna get shot
Get rob, get done, get stomp, get
Ladies love thugs and my love hip hop