Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

[Intro:
Yo Fab up nigga
Funeral Service, Killa Season, Flu
Lot of shit on
Let's get ready to go in

1: Cam'Ron]
Huh, I said, ice in a ceramic
Dammit Cam, Cam is
Weed in a basket, bastard hit the panic button
Over a of paper, street sweepers, meat cleavers
Deep freezer, meet maker, place your order, we the waiters
Coke, keep the ??, instigators?, keep the
course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later
The crew, Damier, black and grey, we the
Diamonds in my ear, please these are lasers, haters
on me? Huh, I doubt it punk
Pop the trunk, my goons, noon, out to lunch
The D&G bag? That's where the stash
cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My tank on full, gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Nash
Gun go in the waist, dun' dough, I get
Me and Fab, front row at your wake

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

2: Fabolous]
Funeral, Killa, just got very scary
All the in the cemetery buried
Jesus piece, rosary, black 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
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, caught off the floor seazzys
they lost, fault Lakers, ask Walt Frazier
We had a little bet, wouldn't say a vault
But watch your mouth, I'm not the insult taker
I make them call the yellow tapers and the tracers
They got names for niggas y'all, its called "fakers"
should put anthrax in your salt shakers

[Hook:

3: Vado]
In due let your semi spray, they kidnap my slime
On a rainy day I got back with two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares ??
Our records carry ?? like a case. Huuhh!
Four five 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 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' out my mamas crib
Burners, mayhem
Gangland, double black suit, white tie off Space
I'm causing arrangements, make plans
I'm Paid In Full, y'all rich like H-Man