Luyện nghe bài hát Body Bag Remix

[Intro:
Yo Fab what up
Funeral Service, Season, Slime Flu
Lot of shit on
Let's get to go in though

1: Cam'Ron]
Huh, I said, ice in a van?
Dammit Cam, Cam is
Weed in a picnic basket, hit the panic button
Over a piece of paper, street sweepers, cleavers
Deep freezer, meet your maker, place your order, we the
Coke, keep the ??, instigators?, keep the
Main course, potatoes, keep your favours, see ya later
The crew, Damier, and grey, we the Raiders
in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters
Front on me? Huh, I it punk
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to
The D&G bag? That's where the stash
Keep cash, past, fuck y'all, eat glass
My tank on full, gas
Stay on point with the white, (like who?) Steve
Gun go in the waist, dun' dough, I get
Me and funeral Fab, row at your wake

Vado]
Hit 'em up, blast, zipped up, body bag
Fifth tucked, what? Bullets hit your body fast
We beatin' with the same lawyer Gotti had
Tie him to a pick-up and watch his body drag

[Verse 2:
Funeral, Killa, this just got scary
All the competitions in the cemetery
Jesus piece, rosary, black white canary
Pardon me, the God in me, marry Mary
But all them long stairs/stares ain't necessary, me?
Cannon with me, not the one Mariah carry
I'm sawed offs and four fizzies
Fuck on the door, to blow the doors off, its more easy
I'm at the top of the Wardarf, or Four Seazzys
Knick game, caught off the floor seazzys
Tonight they lost, fault Lakers, ask Frazier
We had a bet, wouldn't say a vault breaker
But your mouth, I'm not the best insult taker
I make them call the yellow tapers and the chalk
They got for niggas like y'all, its called "fakers"
They should put anthrax in your salt

Vado]

[Verse 3:
In due time let your semi spray, they my slime
On a rainy day I got back with two 9's and 20k
Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares ??
Our records carry ?? a Fendi case. Huuhh!
Four five meetings a long day
Rap James 23 a whole ball game
That's what we cane, black rocks, all dames
No slaves, and jewels, pin stripe, ball chain. Haa!
Skinny nigga on his ??
Benz doors go up like the arms on the Kid
A cocky kid, no but my pockets big
"Can I Live" pumpin' out my mamas crib
Burners, murders
Gangland, double black suit, white tie off Space
I'm causing arrangements, make plans
I'm Paid In Full, y'all ain't like H-Man