Luyện nghe bài hát Channel 613, Pt. 1

I woke up on Fox, myself starring on Cops
Got by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole lethal From Mel and Dan Glover's hand

Ran back to Fox, found Martin, me and Bruhman from the fifth
Climbed throught the from his apartment
Ran up on'em, had a on gat in each hand
Martin, Tommy, Cole, Gena and Pam

Told'em gimmie your bread, mayo, and ham
Took two and Stole Cole's Grand Am
in a hurry, heard footsteps, looked in the rear view
Is this an earthquake? Naw, Big Shirley

She came the bucket of chicken and clole slaw
Cole bought last week and left in the seat
I jumped out and just running until my chest hurt
Hooked up Forest Gump and ran to Cartoon Network

I find Bubba, shut up, he been dead
Big Shirley probably ate him and Lieutenant Legs
I need Jenny, damn do 'cause right now
The only thing that can Big Shilrey is Jenny Craig

I ain't goin' to jail, I goin' to jail
Aw man, I ain't did nothin'
Shit man, I ain't to jail

Now, I'm a fugitive, runin' with hot gats
Duck'n the from Fox and the fuck'n Swat Cats
Damn, here come Batman in the bat
Floss'n on four rims, with four coats of steal tryna catch me

But I ran fast, he grab me
I jumped in the green van wit Scooby-Doo and
I put the gun to Shag's head, said, look back
And Scooby, Play dead and gimmie your Scooby snacks

Then we drove way, reached the sign at a four way
I hopped out and rode with O.J, rode the day
He told me he caught Nicole and Ron Gold four play
Killed 'em both and throwed way the glove in an old lake

I ain't sayin' he killed her but I understand
yo broad ridin' in yo' car with another man
You yo diesel and she blowin' a hundred grand
Goin' shoppin', call Cochran, Cato to take the stand

He me to set it off with four delighted bitches wit glocks
You know Kim, Latifah, Jada, Fox
We ran in the bank, with A.K's
is a raid, everybody throw lay down the hay

Aight, don't nobody move
This a mothafuckin' robbery, lay
Come here, come here, come here,
Put the money in the bag
You don't wanna die, hurry the up

I stashed my half of in the dashboard of a stolen Ford Escort
clothes and drove to the airport
Flew to the of MTV but go figure
Besides Tyrese and Ananda, I see no niggas

And I stayed for whole days and layed low
Kidnapped the cast of Road Rules and the Winne Bago
Rode to Rap City bumpin', U.G.K and
Spend the night in the basement with the Hot and Mama Tigga

Man, she can cook, she made some pig
Some greens, hogmog, man, anyway

I woke up the next mornin', yawnin', What the is this?
Man, get the camera out my face, he said, You've just hit
That's when I met her, I to God I never forget her
A fine big doonk and her name Cita

She was jazzy, yeah, she had computer skin
But hell, at her ass wasn't ashy
I took her home and down loaded my hard
For 'bout five straight hours right between her