Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
Check it out
Uhh, shadz of lingo in the
E in the house with def squad
On the funky track with shadz of lingo

Mic check one two, yo you got my jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown town
I ain't with that, so don't my style
Step off me, I'm like I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask what I'm
When I'm pursuin, gettin funky my crew and
My brings vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin 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, bigger than malcolm's
Out the window, I for a punk to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, goes my pager
I'll see you later, yo

Chorus: erick

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

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

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
Droppin mellow but mad mackadocious
Melodious metaphorical with mo' shit
That you to, and stylin that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures with
{*feedback*} oh no, there's my mic
A body turnin up every weekend
Some think I done the killin, you I can't remember
I can't recall a full week since past december
And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, i'ma em
But don't rush em, leave the alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin bout
Run {run} {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got papes {papes}
Dodge {dodge} red lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm straight
Chill {chill}, yo I need auhhhh, air, {wait}
Cross {cross} {fade's} a killer {killer} style and {style and}
Where's the the} soundman
Tell me {tell me} was I {whylin}
Cause

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