Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down

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

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
Bitches I'm making them skip thou
Art, you don't really want when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you better lock (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No need to up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't enough
What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is on? Back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble like sunflower seed shell
See these got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I shit on Ishamels 'til the speakers fell into the smell
Nigga your fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her stomach down like she was a fuck
Swell up this shit I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling these niggas and attack them like in the cut
I'm waiting for the taking while I break niggas like a bracelet, fuck
kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing over 'em blacking
Until I'm leaving 'em
I got 'em happier than a child in a chasing a duck
When I'm chasing a it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit that I
I quit worshiping Gods, around
It's certain shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split apart it doesn't matter (rip)
Your head up off shoulders, bullets bigger than a boulder
Break 'em and they know that a classic
And the way it's going you easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together crazy
Like baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry (we that sick)
Cause I come from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the beat up put the in a heater
I'm chopping your off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect child
And I been blacking out so long niggas is if the hook has died, naw
But the beat is

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

There's a light to this tirade
It just make you sick
So irate with this my brain is like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a wide range of this
my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I pulled up in Clive Davis' driveway
With his memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" arrive naked
And straight through the gay pride parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
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 take the attention 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, you're wasting ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better make a distinction you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst impersonation I've ever and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit ass down faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and Flipmode starting a
To every campus on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech radio when I was so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell on the wake up show
Fuck you telling me, I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an on everything, everything sucks, play the next song"
Guess if I hopped out your freaking laptop, you idiot
With Biggie and kicked the shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not soft like a wet log, force never gets
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 as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as as a Chia Pet
I can see you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of 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 better get get them arms and freaking hands flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More of success than I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
That on a grand scale I don't a fuck about nothing
Like Stan his last piece of fan mail
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,