Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

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

1: Cam'Ron]
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, your maker, place your order, we the waiters
Coke, keep the ??, instigators?, keep the
Main course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya
The crew, Damier, black and grey, we the
Diamonds in my ear, please these are lasers, haters
Front on me? Huh, I it punk
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to
The D&G That's where the weed stash
Keep cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat
My on full, ease gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Steve
Gun go in the waist, dun' dough, I get
Me and funeral Fab, front row at your

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

[Verse 2:
Funeral, Killa, this just got very
All the competitions in the cemetery
Jesus piece, rosary, black canary jerry
Pardon me, it's the God in me, marry
But all them long ain't necessary, hear me?
Cannon with me, not the one Mariah carry
I'm talking offs and four fizzies
Fuck on the door, to blow the doors off, its more easy
I'm at the top of the Wardarf, or Four 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 your mouth, I'm not the best taker
I them call the yellow tapers and the chalk tracers
They got names for niggas y'all, its called "fakers"
They put anthrax in your salt shakers

[Hook:

3: Vado]
In due time let your semi spray, they kidnap my
On a rainy day I got them with two 9's and 20k
boxes of plenty yay, more squares than ??
Our records carry ?? a Fendi case. Huuhh!
five meetings make a long day
Rap James 23 a whole ball game
That's what we call cane, rocks, all dames
No slaves, suit and jewels, pin stripe, chain. Haa!
nigga on his ?? shit
Benz go up like the arms on the Karate Kid
A cocky kid, no but my pockets big
"Can I Live" pumpin' out my mamas crib
Burners, murders
Gangland, double suit, white tie off Space Jams
I'm causing funeral arrangements, make
I'm Paid In Full, y'all rich like H-Man