Luyện nghe bài hát Papa Crazy

Crazy, papa

Now papa don't a damn, or say, "Thank you, m'aam"
filet mignon, lobster tails and crab
He the finest food, he ain't the kindest dude
And to put it to you straight he's crazy, lazy and rude

His temper's hot, whether you like him or not
Not to mention 'bout his and his big ol' yacht
He never gave me a dime or even spent some
And that's why I had to cold write this rhyme,

Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,

Now papa livin' like a man, up on the hill
Yeah, my daddy got a Caddy, funky, fresh
He got and furs, for his and hers
And a cat in the hat, that just chills and

Now he eats and and rocks beats at clubs
While makin' nothin', while she sweeps and rubs
You wanna know about his dough, how he got
Well the last that asked, got sprayed and laid,

Papa crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Papa with crazy, people crazy, times of the night
Runnin' 'round with women, but but that's alright, because

crazy, papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy

Yo, run, my was crazy, crazy as can be
And my mama said that he left me, I was three
But my mama never me he was out of his mind
Drinkin' wine, all the time, earnin' a dime

He didn't care where he slept or where his clothes kept
He was so in debt, somebody broke his
And on the day that papa died, they wrote on his
That, papa died a bum, but he died brave,

Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,
crazy, crazy, papa crazy, crazy
Papa crazy, crazy, papa crazy,