Luyện nghe bài hát Comedy Central

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(Verse 1 - Malice)
Say dog, let's not get
You don't wanna tango, dress you in a halo
the gauge, polka dot ya braids
Face you in a chrome fo', that'll lock ya
And you can't move, I big and I can't lose
They watch so ain't nothin' I do, that ain't news
Carry it like I'm a to the game
I cut short any whisper that, en-danger my
toast on both coast, not for a joke
I'm known in the streets on the account, I know
And we got word in the street the cops watch us
But that stop us, we maneuvering move a little mo' cautious
I hate to that the dope game is my callin'
Cause it got us singing lullaby's, to our
Tonight friend, until we meet
But for now and ya name, we and eat again, uh
I never front, I'm something I'm not
Well being broke that's just, somethin' I'm not
Y'all talk wit hatred, but I off that
And I off cocaine, way 'fore I lived off rap
me friend, if they could, they'd kill me friend (Yeah)
Cause I too much, learned not to say too much
They couldn't me in the CL, that's way too much
And I'm too gone, y'all can talk on

(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
call me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please
I put the pump in ya mouth, and you breath with ease
This guys in a hurry, ma I can't even with you
If you in the itinerary
I don't know where dudes is buying they
Why's ya ice cream, like it's by Ben & Jerry
Y'all the type of players, that be 2-day contracts
snitch, got these in ya 2-way contacts
I'm in the sippin' on that new Zecongac
In the number 9 Jordan's, with the duce, trey, arm
The street family so cool, we could up bitches
if it was July, and we had on wood britches
I got them teflon's, that the fo'
That have under covers and po', with and slow
The government know, the kid been lovin' the
Since I was movin' white off the curb, and snow

(Verse 3 - T)
Ghetto streets so numb they me Novocain
I over caine, over and over again
Hell, so much cliental, I could it all today
Be the next day, still up in the same way
As I left ya, all in three gestures, up and aim
I can define death, better Webster, wet ya
Now ya, and of to my next venture
Blocks so white, June like December
Winter time, snow everywhere, everywhere
So dough, I fly my hoes everywhere
Ask him, T, push a ton
Push a ton of that shit, that makes ya run (*Sniffle*)
Yes I'm holdin', it's heat or coke in
In the door panel of my motion
Ain't jokin', but I laugh how other flows you
It's money, it's funny, Comedy Central
Minds mental, is made up stinsel
I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a rental
I'm livin', they act as if I live it
wrap vaseline, so they can't sniff it
Eve say larine knitted, shorts
You would they was poochie, if you over looked Medusa

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