Luyện nghe bài hát Biggie

Queen Bee and Notorious B.I.G.
The best that ever lived, the best ever did it
The best ever lived it, cock suckers, what's his name?
how we do it y'all, yeah, to all my niggaz in the house
Bad Boy, who we die for all day, nigga, yeah, yeah

For the love of Big, we out
Since my man died, we hang out
We blow out, we tear the club up pullin' things out
Mafia World, all my max out
We Bad Boys, why y'all cracked out
Coward niggaz, most are buried south

Far from gangstas, really puppies
Niggaz barely speak when we money
Niggaz yappin' when there's always somethin' funny
The niggaz never took nuthin' from me

Rock ice, stay jig, fuck with that got drunk
And hate kids got on state bids
That hate movies like and Matrix
A yo, Biggie taught me well, told me
How to flip bricks cartwheel

To all my thugs who him
To all my who hugged him
You love him, his name Biggie
I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my
Nigga please, I and squeeze for Biggie

Representin' Buck
Mack 11's back, niggaz better duck down
down, you know the routine, the cream
Earing's, you the drama Biggie bring

For Big I learn to grip aim and it once I got it, I lock it
Banger, big boy with deep pockets
See me speak, that better be the topic
I like my ice like the Antarctic
I'm quick to it, your good to start it
And with the colors on, you just a target
Waitin' for a hit

I like marine blue, marine green, with a mean team
Meshed out, fresh out, and stay
We big boys, we do big things, born in county of kings
I ain't got shit, I spread things, things
Fuck whenever my mood swings, the summer
Fall, winter to the my nigga ill's holdin' it down for the beam
Like BIG said, we do the real things, we still bubble and chains
Still tustle, still struggle, we feel pain still ride, die for Big's name

To all my who puffed him
To all my who hugged him
You love him, yell his name
I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my
please, I cock and squeeze for Biggie

Representin' town
Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz duck down
Face down, you the routine, the cream
Earing's, you the drama Biggie bring

For Big I the cig, put six in your wig
Not of what he said, 'cause of what he did
When I hear that pop quiz, the way I was raised
And the way it is for Biggie
We roll like the Panthers, show our on camera
Do jokes with police scanners, mediocre
Full of dirt like hampers I roll with a bunch of
That wear bandannas and rep

We kept it through, the heart ripped the barrel
B.K. style, see Big howl, now
Lets see who, wanna go against Mafia
Niggaz but squirrels, they know we rep Biggie
Niggaz tryin' to get a nut, hit in the or below the gut
Wood style roll 'em up, get plucked, nigga
Go back to spend a ton, and know cats wit tooths
Know my gat and for my nigga Biggie

To all my who puffed him
To all my who hugged him
You him, yell his name Biggie
I'd rather die on my feet, live on my knees
Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for

Representin' Buck
Mack 11's cocked back, niggaz duck down
down, you know the routine, the cream
Earing's, you know the Biggie bring

Now when I back and squeeze, my Desert E'z
you drop to your knees, barely able to breathe
My move in threes, one for Brook-lyn
One for so take that and this one's for Biggie
You Frank kept me iced out
dragon, seven figures in my bank account
All that material shit, y'all tryin' to get it

You fuckin' pricks, get off his dick tryin' to be Biggie
All y'all lame ass keep my man name out your mouth
Or get this shit right, it, it's the B I, double G I E
Y'all niggaz see Poppa, nor the Big Moma
Who you love for the Y2G, the two ten
We got it sewn, we need y'all help, we hold our own
this goes out to cats not tryin' to give it up
B I G us, shout him out Biggie

To all my thugs who him
To all my girls who him
You love him, yell his name
I'd die on my feet, than live on my knees
please, I cock and squeeze for Biggie

Representin' Buck
Mack 11's cocked back, better duck down
down, you know the routine, the cream
Earing's, you the drama Biggie bring

To all my thugs who him
To all my who hugged him
You him, yell his name Biggie
I'd rather die on my