Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
it out y'all
Uhh, shadz of in the house
E double's in the house def squad
On the fresh track 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 cramp 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, funky with my crew and
My input brings unknown like e.t.
Makes me home to my family
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, more fame
Than batman played by keaton
I over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, sermon, he's one
Packs a gun, that's bigger than
Out the window, I look for a to get stupid
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, with the shadz of lingo
Here to bust out the funky
Ahh shit, there my pager
I'll see you later, yo

erick sermon

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

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess I'll spit the
Yo I pack much dick, with the made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin
the a.k., somebody scream mayday
Took the sucker out, he clowned me on a payday
The funk is flowin to the
From the e double, while I kick the facts to
Check a chill brother 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 nigga with the bud and I'm on
E the beat and yo you shoulda known that

[shadz of - 2]
Yo it's the lingo of the
Droppin that mellow but mad
Melodious metaphorical music with mo'
That you used to, and stylin you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the pictures paints?
{*feedback*} oh no, there's my mic
A soundman's body 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 fire 'fore I get the chance to touch em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, i'ma em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin bout
Run {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape
The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} papes
{dodge} red {red} lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
Brings {brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} {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
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

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