Luyện nghe bài hát Comedy Central

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

(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
They 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 fuck you
If you ain't in the
I don't know where is buying they jewelry
Why's ya ice cream, it's made by Ben & Jerry
Y'all the type of players, that be gettin' 2-day
E-mail snitch, got these in ya 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 throw up
Even if it was July, and we had on britches
I got teflon's, that shovel the fo'
That have under and po', with cover and slow
The government know, the kid lovin' the dough
Since I was movin' white off the curb, and shovelin'

(Verse 3 - T)
Ghetto streets so they call me Novocain
I turn caine, over and over 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 define death, better Webster, wet ya
Now bless ya, and of to my venture
Blocks so white, look like December
time, snow everywhere, flow everywhere
So much dough, I fly my hoes
Ask him, T, push a ton
Push a ton of that shit, makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
Yes I'm holdin', it's heat or coke in
In the panel of my four-wheel motion
Ain't jokin', but I how other flows convince you
It's money, it's funny, Comedy Central
mental, others is made up stinsel
When I'm on vacation, my babies ride in a
I'm livin', they act as if I don't it
Saran wrap vaseline, so they sniff it
Eve say larine knitted, bermuda
You would think they was poochie, if you over looked

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