Luyện nghe bài hát Comedy Central

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

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

(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
They me Mr., Pleasebelieveit, believe it please
I put the pump in ya mouth, and help you breath ease
guys in a hurry, ma I can't even fuck with you
If you ain't in the
I know where dudes is buying they jewelry
Why's ya ice cream, like it's made by Ben &
the type of players, that be gettin' 2-day contracts
E-mail snitch, got in ya 2-way contacts
I'm in the club sippin' on new Zecongac
In the number 9 Jordan's, the duce, trey, arm back
The street family so cool, we could up bitches
Even if it was July, and we had on wood
I got teflon's, that shovel the fo'
have under covers and po', with cover and slow
The government know, the kid been the dough
I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin' snow

(Verse 3 - T)
Ghetto streets so they call me Novocain
I turn over caine, over and again
Hell, so much cliental, I could it all today
Be back the next day, up in the same way
As I left ya, all in gestures, down up and aim
I can death, better than Webster, wet ya
Now ya, and of to my next venture
Blocks so white, look like December
Winter time, snow everywhere, flow
So much dough, I fly my hoes
Ask him, T, push a ton
a ton of that shit, that makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
Yes I'm holdin', whether it's or coke in
In the door panel of my four-wheel
Ain't jokin', but I laugh how other convince you
It's money, it's funny, it's Central
Minds mental, others is made up
When I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a
I'm livin', act as if I don't live it
Saran wrap vaseline, so they sniff it
Eve say larine knitted, shorts
You would think they was poochie, if you over Medusa

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

(Skit at end of the begins)