Luyện nghe bài hát Danger, Pt. 2

(Now I'm gonna show you how the East coast rocks) --]
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
Now there's multi in my possession
No question, I be
Rappers like Master Ace rollin dice
Who Check the visuals, we leave no residuals
makin gold diggers miserable
So no-no for beef, smoke the leaf
There's no relief as this rap door
And I enter,? like people
Blow up mics like I blow phones
Homes is flesh and bones, not the fraud looking for
The plunder, go under, think one-hit wonder, yo, I spoil it
Flush talk down the toilet, sip the alcoholic
Uhh, then hit you with the whatchamacallit
You bleed red water, into my red quarter
Animals eat you piranha
Cat chow, I never bow, still I aim to
Drain what you got like if I was your main
Wack MC's ease, the end is here at
Jet real fast with your tail yo ass
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
My rap begins by collision, mention
The flow mainstream, it change visual decision
The funk, bodies in my trunk, and you're really dumb, punk
With your odd stories, your ship will get sunk
I'm the jaw-locker, ripper, face-?
Body-dropper, flo'-mopper,
The misdemeanor, dreamer,
Slip the clip in
Nighty-nighty
The wipe-out, the competition
My pistol-whippin, ass-kickin, public
They say Brownsville niggas cross, bodybags get tossed
Dangerous for you fuckin with my gun sport
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
See, now you heed the warning, so here come the remix
the prefix: re-
So re-kicks yo ass splendid
Leavin MC's twisted and bended a touch of that Darkman rap segment
Enter the dangerzone at own risk
The rap arsonist, lyrical
the fist when it rips through
Your skin, muscle, flesh and bodily tissue
to miss you, my rhymes leave the punk seekin
I shoot em, then hit your dome and leave your mic
Then I'm creepin, my style is on some next
hit your chest and use your back for the exit
Flexin is not
My lyrics bash brains and leave your foreheads dented
I meant it, me, I be the lieutenant
Swingin on like I'm goin for the pennant
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
It's the Hustler, Lone Shark Saratoga Ave
Ave. Saratoga from Shark, Hustler to it's
I'm you clicks, forwards and backwards
My interact with tracks
Contacts my to keep you flippin like a matress
Matress a like flippin me to facts
My contact with interact tactics
My backwards and match
If you peepin how I'm
And you ain't
My was dispersed, reversed
I'm better than medicine, Next Level
The type to go to the show, with three on the guestlist
Stop, turn around and say I'm
Watch how I finesse
And get a levelling, dissed I never
Hardrocks'll splatter, assault and ya
My thug life-tapes are historical archives in Attica
And I be the man the man behind the man at hand
the Hustler's in the house (oh my God) understand?
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
When the is in the house