Luyện nghe bài hát Channel 613, Pt. 1

I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on
Got chased by squad cars and for two blocks
I the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole lethal From Mel and Dan Glover's hand

Ran back to Fox, found Martin, me and Bruhman from the floor
Climbed throught the window from his
Ran up on'em, had a mask on gat in each
Robbed Martin, Tommy, Cole, and Pam

Told'em gimmie bread, mayo, cheese and ham
Took two and Stole Cole's Grand Am
Left in a hurry, heard footsteps, looked in the view
Is this an Naw, it's Big Shirley

She came the bucket of chicken and clole slaw
bought last week and left in the back seat
I jumped out and just kept running my chest hurt
Hooked up with Forest Gump and ran to Cartoon

I gotta find Bubba, up, he been dead
Big Shirley probably ate him and Lieutenant Legs
I need Jenny, damn do 'cause right now
The only thing that can stop Big Shilrey is Jenny

I ain't goin' to jail, I goin' to jail
Aw man, I ain't even did
Shit man, I goin' to jail

Now, I'm a wanted fugitive, with hot gats
Duck'n the cops from Fox and the Swat Cats
Damn, here Batman in the bat mobile
Floss'n on four vowed rims, with four coats of tryna catch me

But I ran fast, he grab me
I in the green van wit Scooby-Doo and Shaggy
I put the gun to head, said, Don't look back
And told Scooby, Play dead and gimmie your snacks

we drove way, reached the stop sign at a four way
I hopped out and rode with O.J, rode the day
He told me he caught Nicole and Ron doin four play
Killed 'em both and throwed way the bloody glove in an old

I sayin' he shoulda killed her but I understand
Picture yo broad ridin' in yo' car with man
You given yo diesel and she a hundred grand
Goin' shoppin', Cochran, tell Cato to take the stand

He me to set it off with four delighted bitches wit glocks
You Kim, Latifah, Jada, Vivaca Fox
We ran in the bank, strapped A.K's
This is a raid, throw lay down the hay

Aight, don't mothafuckin' move
a mothafuckin' robbery, lay down
Come here, come here, here, bitch
Put the in the motherfukin' bag
You wanna die, hurry the fuck up

I stashed my of cash in the dashboard of a stolen Ford Escort
Changed clothes and drove to the
to the island of MTV but go figure
Besides Tyrese and Ananda, I see no niggas

And I for three whole days and layed low
Kidnapped the cast of Rules and stole the Winne Bago
Rode to Rap bumpin', U.G.K and Jigga
Spend the in the basement with the Hot Boys and Mama Tigga

Man, she can cook, she made pig feet
Some greens, hogmog, man, anyway

I up the next mornin', yawnin', What the fuck is this?
Man, get the out my face, he said, You've just been hit
That's when I met her, I to God I never forget her
A fine big doonk and her name Cita

She was jazzy, yeah, she had computer skin
But hell, at her ass wasn't ashy
I took her home and down my hard drive
For 'bout five straight hours between her thighs