Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Crazy

Peace, yo

Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do
Fisk full of in a dice game god
D and D glasses cloth Kangols by angels 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 than Webster dictionary
Obituary column plus 'em

The first fake rapper for rhyming
The jig is up gut 'em fish swiss cheese 'em up
My wrist is freezing up of these 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 pellets spraying your familiar
You screaming like you war

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

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

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

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

Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a they keep squeezing
stop in your sternum they stop you from breathing
I'm years far your mouth get all white
When I'm near you, I your heart

I want you to watch me notice look closer
Feel I'm who you posed to be I know it hurts you
Soldiers you, you want to squash it
You older than most although Nas
Did you and your crew, but

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

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

Peace, I know where sleep
too many schemes too many plots
War money and man I got too many spots
Hungry niggaz get tutored to thinking new to come up

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

Beat cases and now back on the block what
Brothers is taking secret when they drive
Tinted windows to the street stay on their job
Peep niggaz got prices on their head so high

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

I'm famous they thinking assault rifles won't be spraying
Who ever thinking to my vault for the safe
I got some niggaz acid get it thrown in your face
Play dirty catch your in J-30
Whatever whodie we all we all 7:30 now

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

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