Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Music

The business is
And what entertain the is the sight of blood
Cam, I mean, I was nice to him, okay, I'll get him

You *** should the ground I walk on
I make mills off the I talk on, it's kingpin
50, don't call me, ***, I don't talk it out
The *** hit your leg, go on and walk it out

I see it clear, you tryin' to Jimmy
See what happens when you talk sippin' the Henny?
I'll Haitian *** at you, yeah, sak pase
Zoe pound ***, they don't

*** *** on camera and it's okay
'Cause my money my lawyers make the *** go away
Attempted ***, get a on probation
Cam, are you what you facin'?

You must hear me, I done told you, I'm a boss
I'm eatin' good but I ain't like Ricky Ross
Word on the street is 50's not Jay
And Cam better out of his way

Everything's than a fan till you rolled on
you in the I.C.U., tryin' to hold on
*** in the waitin' room, been so long
Till they hear the line, the doc say, he's gone, he's gone
*** up
When say he's gone
He

Well, he knew that happen, *** with the kid
This is graveyard music right here, ya
is not competition, this is ***
Career endin', mind bendin', Southside, ya

Now look, *** at Cam, down on Lennox
They heard what he did but don't know why he did it
I have eighty of them boys black flags
Come through with ***
And you *** zipped up in black bags

For a he was hot, now he cold
I pressure on *** until they fold
But mind me, man, that's just how I be
The game got me trained, they call me the man

And like fame, my style live forever
They thought I crossover 'cause they don't no better
I think they think I'm now 'cause I got the cheddar
I return back ***, trust me, it's nothin'

Everything's cooler than a fan you rolled on
Have you in the I.C.U., to hold on
*** in the waitin' room, been so long
Till hear the flat line, the doc say, he's gone, he's gone
When say he's gone
It shouldn't have to be this, man

Dipset, Cam, stay up, I'm not gonna Dipset
Just gotta changes, from now on, Jimmy's the boss of Dipset
And Juelz is the capo, gone
Cam's to soldier, we like Jimmy better anyway

Ballin', on, man
the last Cam joint you liked?
Computers computin', boogity, boobity, gone
Cameron, you learn how to talk to me, oh