Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown across
I ain't with that, so don't cramp my
Step off me, I'm hyped I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, gettin with my crew and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
me phone home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm it, freakin more fame
Than played by michael keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a to get stupid
So I can his ass like 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: sermon

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

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess I'll spit the
Yo I pack dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or settled for
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 the facts to them
Check a chill brother with class, enough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the
And don't give a motherfuck how you
Thinkin you're to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
The big with the bud and I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
that mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious music with mo' shit
That you used to, and that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures with
oh no, there's 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 since this december
And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the 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 {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} {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 the} soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I whylin
Cause

[erick
Hey young
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,
records in the motherfuckin, house
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
E.d.'s in the motherfuckin (def jam boy)
Shadz of lingo in the motherfuckin
Peace.. and we out (russell boy)