Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

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

[Verse 1:
Huh, I said, ice in a ceramic
Dammit Cam, Cam is
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, keep the ??, instigators?, keep the
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
cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My on full, ease gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Steve
Gun go in the waist, dough, I get cake
Me and funeral Fab, front row at your

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

2: Fabolous]
Funeral, Killa, this got very scary
All the competitions in the cemetery
Jesus piece, rosary, white canary jerry
me, it's the God in me, marry Mary
But all them long stairs/stares necessary, hear me?
Cannon with me, not the one Carey carry
I'm talking offs and four fizzies
Fuck knocking on the door, to 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, Lakers, ask Walt Frazier
We had a little bet, say a vault breaker
But watch your mouth, I'm not the best taker
I make them the yellow tapers and the chalk tracers
They got names for like y'all, its called "fakers"
They should put anthrax in your shakers

[Hook:

3: Vado]
In due time let semi spray, they kidnap my slime
On a rainy day I got them back two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares ??
Our records ?? like a Fendi case. Huuhh!
five meetings make a long day
Rap LeBron James 23 a ball game
what we call cane, black rocks, all dames
No slaves, and jewels, pin stripe, ball chain. Haa!
nigga on his ?? shit
Benz doors go up the arms on the Karate 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 arrangements, make plans
I'm Paid In Full, ain't rich like H-Man