paroles de chanson Body Bag Remix - Fabolous , Vado , Cam’ron
Yo
Fab
what
up
nigga
Funeral
Service,
Killa
Season,
Slime
Flu
Lot
of
shit
going
on
Let′s
get
ready
to
go
in
though
Huh,
I
said,
ice
in
a
ceramic
van?
Dammit
Cam,
Cam
is
stuntin'
Weed
in
a
picnic
basket,
bastard
hit
the
panic
button
Over
a
piece
of
paper,
street
sweepers,
meat
cleavers
Deep
freezer,
meet
your
maker,
place
your
order,
we
the
waiters
Coke,
keep
the??,
instigators?,
keep
the
flavours
Main
course,
meat
potatoes,
keep
your
favours,
see
ya
later
The
crew,
Damier,
black
and
grey,
we
the
Raiders
Diamonds
in
my
ear,
please
baby
these
are
lasers,
haters
Front
on
me?
Huh,
I
doubt
it
punk
Pop
the
trunk,
my
goons,
high
noon,
out
to
lunch
The
D&G
bag?
That′s
where
the
weed
stash
Keep
cash,
breeze
past,
fuck
y'all,
eat
glass
My
tank
on
full,
ease
gas
Stay
on
point
with
the
white,
(like
who?)
Steve
Nash
Gun
go
in
the
waist,
dumb
dough,
I
get
cake
Me
and
funeral
Fab,
front
row
at
your
wake
Hit
'em
up,
shotty
blast,
zipped
up,
body
bag
Fifth
tucked,
then
what?
Bullets
hit
your
body
fast
We
beatin′
murderers
with
the
same
lawyer
Gotti
had
Tie
him
to
a
pick-up
truck
and
watch
his
body
drag
Funeral,
Killa,
this
just
got
very
scary
All
the
competitions
in
the
cemetery
buried
Jesus
piece,
rosary,
black
white
canary
jerry
Pardon
me,
it′s
the
God
in
me,
marry
Mary
But
all
them
long
stares
ain't
necessary,
hear
me?
Cannon
with
me,
not
the
one
Mariah
Carey
carry
I′m
talking
sawed
offs
and
four
fizzies
Fuck
knocking
on
the
door,
to
blow
the
doors
off,
its
more
easy
I'm
at
the
top
floor
of
the
Wardarf,
for
four
seazzys
Nickname,
never
caught
off
the
floor
seazzys
Tonight
they
lost??,
ask
Walt
Frazier
We
had
a
little
bet,
wouldn′t
say
a
vault
breaker
But
watch
your
mouth,
I'm
not
the
best
insult
taker
I
make
them
call
the
yellow
tapers
and
the
chalk
tracers
They
got
names
for
niggas
like
y′all,
its
called
"fakers"
They
should
put
anthrax
in
your
salt
shakers
Hit
'em
up,
shotty
blast,
zipped
up,
body
bag
Fifth
tucked,
then
what?
Bullets
hit
your
body
fast
We
beatin'
murderers
with
the
same
lawyer
Gotti
had
Tie
him
to
a
pick-up
truck
and
watch
his
body
drag
In
due
time
let
your
semi
spray,
they
kidnap
my
slime
On
a
rainy
day
I
got
them
back
with
two
9′s
and
20k
Timberland
boxes
of
plenty
yay,
more
squares
than??
Our
records
carry??
like
a
Fendi
case.
Huuhh!
Four
five
meetings
make
a
long
day
Rap
LeBron
James
23
a
whole
ball
game
That′s
what
we
call
cane,
black
rocks,
all
dames
No
slaves,
suit
and
jewels,
pin
stripe,
ball
chain.
Haa!
Skinny
nigga
on
his??
shit
Benz
doors
go
up
like
the
arms
on
the
Karate
Kid
A
cocky
kid,
no
rappers
but
my
pockets
big
"Can
I
Live"
bumpin'
pumpin′
out
my
mamas
crib
Burners,
mayhem
murders
Gangland,
double
black
suit,
white
tie
off
Space
Jams
I'm
causing
funeral
arrangements,
make
plans
I′m
Paid
In
Full,
y'all
ain′t
rich
like
H-Man
Hit
'em
up,
shotty
blast,
zipped
up,
body
bag
Fifth
tucked,
then
what?
Bullets
hit
your
body
fast
We
beatin'
murderers
with
the
same
lawyer
Gotti
had
Tie
him
to
a
pick-up
truck
and
watch
his
body
drag
1 The Eulogy (Intro)
2 The Wake
3 I'm Raw
4 Body Ya
5 Body Count
6 Body Bag Remix
7 You Be Killin Em
8 Tonight
9 Lights Out
10 Closing Prayer (Outro)
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