Luyện nghe bài hát Miguel Sanchez

Uh, thousand feet up in the air, up in the lear
in a black tux, **** tucked, strapped to the chair
Half asleep, out of my seat, caught in the daze
Turned around and saw a white man's face, in shades

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

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

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

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

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

Honey, I sleep, she sucking her teeth
If everything go good, baby, be home in a week
Pinching myself just to see if I'm dreaming, call up my and
Meet me by the docks in Miami, fly out this weekend

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

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

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

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

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

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