Luyện nghe bài hát U Thought It Was Over

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

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

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

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

it out, when I fuck it every word out your mouth
Convinced the judge, I'm not guilty

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

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

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

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

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

Saw my girl in the lobby, with a smile on her
Happy to see a nigga, bout to that ass up
I'm fresh 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 to tear this motherfucking rap game up
Uh, I'm to get famous, hold on wait

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

Uh-huh, uh-huh nigga, uh and it's like