Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Crazy

[erick
Hey world, one two, one two
it out y'all
Uhh, of lingo in the house
E double's in the house def squad
On the funky fresh with shadz of lingo

Mic one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin around
And _humpin' around_ like bobby brown across
I ain't with that, so cramp my style
Step off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of
Yo how could you ask I'm doin
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My input vibes unknown like e.t.
Makes me phone home to my
Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin fame
Than batman played by michael
I over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets are fat
Heyyy, erick sermon, one
Packs a gun, bigger than malcolm's
Out the window, I look for a punk to get
So I can shoot his ass cupid
E 2 bingos, down the shadz of lingo
to bust out the funky single
Ahh shit, there my pager
I'll see you later, yo

Chorus: sermon

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

[shadz of - 1]
One two how can I do it? I guess I'll spit the
Yo I pack much dick, with the cover of steel hoe
Yes yes, fessed or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the chest
From the a.k., somebody mayday
Took the sucker out, cause he me on a payday
The funk is flowin to the
From the e double, while I the facts to them
Check a chill brother class, rough enough
To run up and the spine out a niggaz ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the
And don't give a motherfuck how you
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 with the bud and I'm on
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda known

[shadz of - 2]
Yo the lingo of the shadz
Droppin that but mad mackadocious
metaphorical music with mo' shit
That you used to, and that you ain't
What else I got to do but draw the with paints?
oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A soundman's body up every weekend
Some think I done the killin, you I can't remember
I can't a full week since this past december
And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the chance to em
Yo al. b catch the buddha lightin torches, i'ma em
But don't rush em, the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
To hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin murder
Run {run} hide you can't {can't} escape {scape}
The hit hit's} on, I got the {got the} 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 auhhhh, air, wait {wait}
Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer {killer} style and {style
Where's the {where's soundman
me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
Cause

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