Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

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

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip grounds will appear 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 want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? through, you better lock 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
Fuck is going on? Back the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like three
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on until they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck up, minus the details
The case is shut, bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down she was a basement fuck
Swell up this like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut
I'm for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck and 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em than a child in a park chasing a duck
I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til shit circling back around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I up shit that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, around
It's certain this shit splatters click paint that'll 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know it's a classic
And the way it's going you could get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm chopping your foot off now mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(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 tirade
It just might make you
So with this my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
But go through such a wide range of this
That my has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Davis' driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe I'll em back in the times (Shady)
out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the away from my stinking face it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, you're your ink then
So if this is any indication of you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation ever seen and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
kind of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have every campus on a fucking
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
ashtray smashed, champagne splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was 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 shoes Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you prick
With Biggie and kicked the living out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
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 a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success than I am of
So what does tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,