Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

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

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

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

[Verse 2:
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, marry
But all them long stairs/stares ain't necessary, me?
with me, not the one Mariah Carey carry
I'm talking sawed offs and fizzies
Fuck knocking on the door, to blow the doors off, its more
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, say a vault breaker
But watch your mouth, I'm not the best taker
I make them call the tapers and the chalk tracers
They got for niggas like y'all, its called "fakers"
They put anthrax in your salt shakers

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[Verse 3:
In due time let your semi spray, they kidnap my
On a day I got them back with two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares ??
Our records carry ?? a Fendi case. Huuhh!
five meetings make a long day
Rap LeBron James 23 a whole ball
That's we call 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' pumpin' out my mamas
Burners, murders
Gangland, double black suit, tie off Space Jams
I'm causing funeral arrangements, make
I'm Paid In Full, y'all ain't rich H-Man