Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

[Intro:
Yo Fab what up
Funeral Service, Season, Slime Flu
Lot of going on
get ready to go in though

[Verse 1:
Huh, I said, ice in a van?
Cam, Cam is stuntin'
Weed in a picnic basket, bastard hit the button
Over a of paper, street sweepers, meat cleavers
Deep freezer, meet your maker, place your order, we the
Coke, keep the ??, instigators?, the flavours
course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later
The crew, Damier, and grey, we the Raiders
in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters
Front on me? Huh, I doubt it
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to
The D&G bag? That's where the stash
Keep cash, past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My tank on full, gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Steve
Gun go in the waist, dough, I get cake
Me and funeral Fab, row at your wake

[Hook:
Hit 'em up, shotty blast, up, body bag
Fifth tucked, then what? hit your body fast
We murderers with the same lawyer Gotti had
Tie him to a pick-up truck and his body drag

[Verse 2:
Funeral, Killa, this just got scary
All the competitions in the buried
Jesus piece, rosary, black white jerry
me, it's the God in me, marry Mary
But all them stairs/stares ain't necessary, hear me?
with me, not the one Mariah Carey carry
I'm sawed offs and four fizzies
Fuck knocking on the door, to blow the doors off, its easy
I'm at the top floor of the Wardarf, or Seazzys
Knick game, never off the floor seazzys
they lost, fault Lakers, ask Walt Frazier
We had a little bet, wouldn't say a breaker
But watch mouth, I'm not the best insult taker
I make them the yellow tapers and the chalk tracers
They got for niggas like y'all, its called "fakers"
They should put anthrax in your salt

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[Verse 3:
In due time let your spray, they kidnap my slime
On a rainy day I got back with two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, squares than ??
Our records carry ?? like a case. Huuhh!
Four meetings make a long day
Rap LeBron James 23 a ball game
That's what we cane, black rocks, all dames
No slaves, and jewels, pin stripe, ball chain. Haa!
Skinny nigga on his ??
Benz doors go up the arms on the Karate Kid
A kid, no rappers but my pockets big
"Can I Live" bumpin' out my mamas crib
Burners, mayhem
Gangland, double black suit, white tie off Space
I'm causing funeral arrangements, make
I'm In Full, y'all ain't rich like H-Man