Luyện nghe bài hát Miguel Sanchez

Uh, thirty feet up in the air, up in the lear
Dressed in a black tux, tucked, strapped to the chair
Half asleep, hopping out of my seat, caught in the
around and saw a white man's face, covered in shades

I must have out, can't remember **** before I blacked out
Three more approaching, holding they **** out
One spoke, gave me the keys, to a
Reached in his trenchcoat, and out a yellow envelope

Which contained twenty in cash, a photograph
Of a ***** with a long mustache
Sanchez, keep a **** hidden in his pants leg
With armed bodyguards, surveillance around his spread

He runs a dollar organization, under investigation
Plus he's by immigration
Now I'm stuck, crazy on my face, shocked in amazement
How the **** I get with these federal agents

knew my background
Knew about what happened in Sac Town
They knew about the wrap south, they laid they backs down
I had two decisions, take out Miguel and his cartel
Or spend the rest of my in prison

A classified on some James Bond ****
007 style, love to get straight convicts
Now I'm pondering, my thoughts wandering, got my on the phone
Told her to kiss little Jay 'cuz I'll be gone

Honey, I can't sleep, she her teeth
If everything go good, baby, I'll be in a week
Pinching just to see if I'm dreaming, call up my team and
Meet me by the docks in Miami, I'll fly out this

I got you **** ****, pop two ******
That drug lord that we want, got a for ******
And if we kill 'em, it's back to the block, my
He carried *******, **** shots I figure

He holla at the kid, when there's money involved
They ********, ****** ****, ******* and all
me and Trife doing right together, got no choice
But give us ten, like we selling together

Left side, ****, right, black *******
Taking trips over seas, flipping packs for
flight a hundred stacks and better, so grind hard
Get ya money up, get on your grillies, don't odds

**** a cop car, throw on some chumpers, and charge
Hit the block hard, it's kinda being G O D
If he owe Trife, he owe me
Load up the **** *******, M I A, call the jack town

Tell ****** I'm on my way, coming down
Miguel, Mr. Sanchez, a wrap, now
Theodore extorting your ****, out packs, now
I to listen to 50 and jam "Back Down"

Now I slang ****'* I'm at now
Fifty a wop, top, *****, I'm back, clown
Crystal bottles, Grey Goose for the lounge
Channel seven news, older dude, murder ***