Luyện nghe bài hát U Thought It Was Over

Reporting from WKQXL, The Lab
This is Connie Cargen, we have just been
That the rapper, Tad AKA Turk

Was released from the New Orleans Correctional
At 6:30 PM Central time, he is reported to be raw and
And has signed a deal with Kenoe
At Records, in a record deal worth so much
It made me wanna start
His contributions to hip-hop, been very overlooked
But in a conference, he said

(I be fucked with, nigga)
(*talking*)
Uh-huh, homie, Young Turk,
nigga

I know you niggas know, how I get back on the street
Cause I bought time, that was offered to me
Can't a nigga like me down, too long
And if you was that, my nigga you dead wrong
I had a lawyer, and he ate the case
One more case, the mad on a bad day
Got the charge refused dismissed, and out

Caught it out, I fuck it every word out your mouth
Convinced the judge, that I'm not

Plus it's the next time, tell me if you feel me
If you don't feel that, you just as grass
Or duck with orange feet, your stupid ass

Look back to the subject, I told you be home
my thang again, with a number one song
And like the wind, be on top again
another c.d., and sell ten million

- 2x]
You niggas it was over, but it ain't
Thought I couldn't bounce back, nigga you got
Plus I know you niggas, was holding nuts on me
Hoping that I won't bounce back again,

6:30 after roll call, I out of jail
Got my all, took my blanket and I bail

the street from H-O-T, central lock up by when
I'm on my way out, niggas rolling in
Made my way to the back, waiting to put my on
And while I was waiting, I asked to use that free
So I could have a ride, waiting
I ain't bout walking dog, I gon even lie
Called my out the do', now I'm at the front desk
at my hand took my bag, hand me my pop-a-deck
Now I'm waiting at the front do', out of patience
Cop taking his time, and I'm running out of
He let me out, and on my way out

Saw my girl in the lobby, with a on her mouth
to see a nigga, bout to tear that ass up
Cause I'm out of jail, and my dick rocked up nigga

(*talking*)

Nigga, uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-huh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-huh, uh Kenoe, Laboratory
We bout to tear this rap game up
Uh, I'm bout to get famous, on wait

I'm already famous nigga, respect it or it ya understand
Uh, I get boo-yacka, boo-yacka, flames nigga
I'm that, don't get it twisted nigga
Cause I ain't ya heard me uh, uh-huh
nigga, uh-huh, uh-huh nigga

Uh-huh, uh-huh nigga, uh and like that