Luyện nghe bài hát Channel 613, Pt. 1

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

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

gimmie your bread, mayo, cheese and ham
Took two sandmiches and Stole Cole's Am
Left in a hurry, footsteps, looked in the rear view
Is this an earthquake? Naw, it's Big

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 until my hurt
Hooked up with Gump and ran to Cartoon Network

I find Bubba, shut up, he been dead
Big Shirley ate him and Lieutenant Dan's Legs
I need Jenny, damn sure do 'cause now
The only thing that can stop Big is Jenny Craig

I ain't goin' to jail, I goin' to jail
Aw man, I ain't did nothin'
man, I ain't goin' to jail

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

But I ran fast, he grab me
I in the green van wit Scooby-Doo and Shaggy
I put the gun to Shag's head, said, Don't back
And told Scooby, Play and gimmie your Scooby 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 Nicole and Ron Gold doin four play
Killed 'em and throwed way the bloody glove in an old lake

I ain't sayin' he shoulda her but I understand
yo broad ridin' in yo' car with another man
You given yo diesel and she a hundred grand
Goin' shoppin', call Cochran, Cato to take the stand

He took me to set it off four delighted bitches wit glocks
You know Kim, Latifah, Jada, Fox
We ran in the bank, with A.K's
This is a raid, everybody 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 don't wanna die, hurry the up

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

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

Man, she can cook, she some pig feet
greens, some hogmog, man, anyway

I woke up the next mornin', yawnin', What the fuck is
Man, get the camera out my face, he said, just been hit
That's when I met her, I swear to God I forget her
A fine big doonk Senorita and her Cita

She was jazzy, yeah, she had computer generated
But hell, at least her ass ashy
I took her home and loaded my hard drive
For 'bout five hours right between her thighs