Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

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

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

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

2: Fabolous]
Funeral, Killa, this just got scary
All the competitions in the cemetery
piece, rosary, black white canary jerry
Pardon me, it's the God in me, Mary
But all them long stairs/stares ain't necessary, me?
Cannon with me, not the one Carey carry
I'm talking sawed offs and fizzies
knocking on the door, to blow the doors off, its more easy
I'm at the top floor of the Wardarf, or Seazzys
Knick game, never caught off the seazzys
Tonight they lost, fault Lakers, ask Frazier
We had a little bet, wouldn't say a vault
But watch mouth, I'm not the best insult taker
I make them call the yellow tapers and the chalk
They got names for niggas y'all, its called "fakers"
They should put anthrax in salt shakers

Vado]

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