Luyện nghe bài hát Think I'm Crazy

I want to know who you are but you look very nice
So will you to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't how I feel

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I her
The name of my company
(Oh a Sanger)
I said my name's and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your
the rumors how you're always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to sir
You do have a right to be, you seem you're nice to me
And you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?

I the boy the same Hennessey on ice for me
Her starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how she would like to be
And invite me to a of her life
And she seems so damn but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you to see?"

I'm thinking she be friendly as hell
Giving a to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey

Getting into it, getting intimate and into
See, I met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I bring up no kids
Then who's in this picture? Man, let you you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look very
So will you to me?
I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they understand how I feel

Umm, I don't remember her but she look like an angel
She from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round a part of the hood but hey the gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was stranger I could explain you see

She said she wasn't married but the on her finger
Told me she was and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't blame her
Spitting the game I to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into dime, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to you
He said what he said with a passion it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the
the listeners didn't really know you

There's in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she around
I that photo, I'm like, "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I around as these two officers is coming in now

They in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they of the guns to the ground
So close that can listen to either of us now
We back around and she says no need for whispering
she tells me that

I don't really a damn whose listening
Try to make it a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches never missing him

I want to know who you are but you look very nice
So you talk to me?
Should I tell you a Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't how I feel

Okay, get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her in the pic but a familiar smile
She

Pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a power
Fleeing the strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she to go take a shower

Damn what do you
(Couldn't tell you I missin' him)
I don't understand you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her it is she did to him

She stops, ay keep I'm listening
(I wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
spilling then she tell me
(For real and I got the feeling of what I'm
Is that I to kill him)

Something's here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can her, told me
(It was protection, for it in the stash)

The is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at
Baby I think you crazy, I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's to resting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this got me guessing

That this conversation is two types of confession
And she pulls a clearer picture, it's my ex-best friend
How you know him? She me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on when they be chilling

And exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's