Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

[Intro:
Yo Fab what up
Service, Killa Season, Slime Flu
Lot of shit on
get ready 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 your maker, your order, we the waiters
Coke, keep the ??, instigators?, the flavours
course, meat potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later
The crew, Damier, and grey, we the Raiders
Diamonds in my ear, 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 the weed stash
cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My tank on full, 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

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

2: Fabolous]
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, Mary
But all them long stairs/stares necessary, hear me?
Cannon with me, not the one Carey carry
I'm talking sawed offs and four
Fuck knocking on the door, to the doors off, its more easy
I'm at the top floor of the Wardarf, or Four
Knick game, never caught off the seazzys
they lost, fault Lakers, ask Walt Frazier
We had a little bet, say a vault breaker
But watch mouth, I'm not the best insult 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

Vado]

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