Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

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

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And around_ like bobby brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't my style
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 funky my crew and
My input brings vibes like e.t.
me phone home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin more
Than played by michael keaton
I over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, that's than malcolm's
Out the window, I for a punk to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass like
E 2 bingos, down with the shadz of
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, there my pager
see you later, because yo

Chorus: sermon

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

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I I'll spit the real
Yo I pack much dick, with the cover of steel hoe
Yes yes, fessed or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a in the fuckin chest
From the a.k., somebody scream
Took the out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The funk is to the maximum
From the e double, I kick the facts to them
a chill brother with class, rough enough
To run up and snatch the spine out a ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to on the real
And don't give a motherfuck how you
you're steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
Ain't with the bullshit, so you can write a book about it
The big with the bud and I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda known

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
Droppin that mellow but mad
Melodious metaphorical music mo' shit
you used to, and stylin that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the with paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up weekend
Some think I the killin, you know I can't remember
I can't recall a full week since past december
And catchin fire 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the lightin torches, i'ma bust em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac 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 {lasers} {scannin}
{brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {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 {killer} style and and}
Where's the the} soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I whylin
{cause}

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