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 Virgil AKA

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

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

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

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

Plus rounding 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 you I'll be home
Doing my again, with a number one song
And blow the wind, be on top again
another c.d., and sell ten million

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

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

Called the from H-O-T, central lock up by when
I'm on my way out, boo-koo rolling in
Made my way to the back, to put my clothes on
And while I was waiting, I to use that free phone
So I could a ride, waiting outside
I ain't walking dog, I ain't 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 do', running out of patience
Cop his time, and I'm running out of patience
He let me out, and on my way out

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

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

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