Luyện nghe bài hát Miguel Sanchez

Uh, thirty thousand 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, in the daze
Turned around and saw a white man's face, covered in

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

Which contained thousand in cash, a photograph
Of a ***** with a long mustache
Miguel Sanchez, keep a **** in his pants leg
With armed bodyguards, around his land spread

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

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

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

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

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

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

side, **** ****, right, black *******
Taking over seas, flipping packs for better
Every a hundred stacks and better, so grind hard
Get ya money up, get on your grillies, mind odds

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

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

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