Luyện nghe bài hát Danger, Pt. 2

(Now I'm gonna show you how the coast rocks) --] KRS-One
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
Now there's styles in my possession
No question, I be
Rappers like Master Ace rollin dice
Who precise? Check the visuals, we no residuals
makin gold diggers miserable
So no-no for beef, smoke the leaf
There's no relief as this rap revolves
And I enter,? like people
up mics like I blow illegal phones
Homes is flesh and bones, not the you're looking for
The plunder, go under, think we're wonder, yo, I spoil it
Flush that 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
MC's ease, the end is here at last
Jet real fast with your between yo ass
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
My rap begins by collision, mention
The flow mainstream, it change your decision
The jump funk, bodies in my trunk, and you're dumb, punk
With your odd stories, your dream ship get sunk
I'm the jaw-locker, ripper, face-?
Body-dropper, flo'-mopper,
The misdemeanor, dreamer,
Slip the clip in
deceased-dreamer
The wipe-out, out-wipe the
My pistol-whippin, ass-kickin, enemy-demolition
They say Brownsville double cross, bodybags get tossed
Dangerous for you niggas with my gun sport
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
See, now you heed the warning, so here come the remix
Check the re-
So I'mma yo ass splendid
Leavin twisted and bended from a touch of that Darkman rap segment
Enter the dangerzone at your own
The rap arsonist, demolisionist
the fist when it rips through
Your skin, your muscle, and bodily tissue
to miss you, my rhymes leave the punk seekin
I em, then hit your dome and leave your mic leakin
Then I'm creepin, my style is on some next
Rhymes hit your chest and use your back for the
is not recommended
My lyrics bash your 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 from Ave
Ave. Saratoga Lone Shark, Hustler to it's
I'm you clicks, forwards and backwards
My tactics interact tracks
Contacts my facts to keep you flippin a matress
Matress a like flippin me keep to
My contact tracks with interact
My backwards and forwards
If you how I'm creepin
And you ain't
My was dispersed, then
I'm better medicine, Next Level veteran
The to go to the show, deep with three on the guestlist
Stop, turn around and say I'm
Watch how I this
And get a levelling, dissed I been
splatter, assault and batter ya
My thug life-tapes are historical from archives in
And I be the man behind the man behind the man at
the Hustler's in the house (oh my God) understand?
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
the East is in the house