Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' like bobby brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't cramp my
Step off me, I'm like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how you ask what I'm doin
When I'm pursuin, gettin with my crew and
My input brings vibes like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, more fame
Than batman played by keaton
I crossed over, let me name that's black
With fame, and that are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's bigger malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a punk to get
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, there goes my
see you later, because yo

Chorus: erick

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 much dick, with the cover made of hoe
Yes yes, fessed or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
the a.k., somebody scream mayday
Took the out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The funk is flowin to the
From the e double, while I the facts to them
Check a chill brother with class, rough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the real
And give a motherfuck how you feel
Thinkin you're steppin to this, I doubt it
with the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
The big nigga 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
Droppin mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
That you used to, and stylin that you
What I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up weekend
think I done the killin, you know I can't remember
I can't recall a full since this past december
And mics catchin 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha torches, i'ma bust em
But don't rush em, the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm bout murder
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the the} papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red {red} {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm straight
{chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, wait {wait}
Cross fade {fade's} a killer {killer} style and {style and}
Where's the the} soundman
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

[erick
Hey world
me out, check me, check me out
Hey world
New york's in the
Def squad's in the motherfuckin,
New in the motherfuckin, house
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)