Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

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

Know the cats get down
the ash, you'll get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on your
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
traffic dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
When I pop off I stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better doors (Pause)
The wolves eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you ain't have
What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower seed
See these skills got my weight up like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the weed
Nigga your tree fell, see how Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I'm a weed sale
And I triple and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well, niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her down like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas neck a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a in a park chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I'm pushing they in the mud (ahh)
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire, 'til shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the surface, and back the sound
I light up shit that I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, around
It's certain this splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, shit apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they that it's a classic
And the way it's going you could easily get ass kicked
See, me and Shady together we're
baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
I'm chopping your foot off now it's mine and I'm my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is asking if the has died, naw
But the beat is

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

There's a light contagiousness to this
It just make you sick
So irate with my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) Narrow
But go through such a wide of this emotion
That my rage has gotta through it sideways
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
his personal memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
here I- wait, did the world just pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the
To the attention 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, wasting your ink then
So if this is any indication of you may be facing
You better make a cause you fake imitations
Are a bad taste, fuck making a bad impression
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who raps nasally, eyes hazily, crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
Other than your husband's brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Shady, sit your ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for class
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm just a
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode a campaign
To have every on a fucking rampage
Act my goddamn age? I am eight, so let's get
And wake up the day with the room trashed, covered in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the up show
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still 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 the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, never gets clogged
I'm so full of that I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, steady on the left,
Step off of it or you get stepped on
Bout as commercial as my leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see that you're upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the of pain hearing a world of hurt so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you with a fan
But if you too fly for coach get them get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't give a fuck nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight into the railing

Chill, man,