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 multi in my possession
No question, I be
lose like Master Ace rollin dice
Who precise? the visuals, we leave no residuals
Individuals makin gold miserable
So no-no for beef, smoke the cocoa
There's no as this rap door revolves
And I enter,? like people
Blow up mics like I illegal phones
Homes is flesh and bones, not the fraud looking for
The plunder, go under, we're one-hit wonder, yo, I spoil it
Flush that talk the toilet, sip the alcoholic
Uhh, Blahzay hit you with the whatchamacallit
You bleed red water, step my red quarter
eat you like piranha
Cat chow, I never bow, still I aim to
Drain what you got like if I was your squeeze
MC's ease, the end is here at last
Jet real fast with tail between yo ass
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
My rap begins by collision, Trigga
The mainstream, it change your visual decision
The jump funk, bodies in my trunk, and really dumb, punk
With your odd stories, your dream ship will get
I'm the jaw-locker, ripper, face-?
Body-dropper, flo'-mopper,
The misdemeanor, dreamer,
Slip the in infrared-beamer
Nighty-nighty
The wipe-out, out-wipe the
My pistol-whippin, ass-kickin, public
They say Brownsville niggas double cross, bodybags get
Dangerous for you niggas with my gun sport
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
See, now you didn't the warning, so here come the remix
the prefix: re-
So I'mma yo ass splendid
Leavin MC's twisted and bended from a touch of that rap segment
Enter the dangerzone at own risk
The rap arsonist, lyrical
the fist when it rips through
Your skin, your muscle, flesh and tissue
Never to 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 shit
hit your chest and use your back for the exit
Flexin is not
My lyrics bash your and leave your foreheads dented
I meant it, me, I be the Blahzay
Swingin on like I'm goin for the pennant
(The dangerous) --] Notorious B.I.G
It's the Hustler, Lone from Saratoga Ave
Ave. Saratoga from Lone Shark, Hustler to
I'm you clicks, forwards and backwards
My tactics interact tracks
my facts to keep you flippin like a matress
Matress a like me keep to facts
My contact with interact tactics
My backwards and match
If you how I'm creepin
And you sleepin
My was dispersed, reversed
I'm better than medicine, Next Level
The to go to the show, deep with three on the guestlist
Stop, turn around and say I'm
Watch how I finesse
And get a levelling, dissed I been
Hardrocks'll splatter, assault and ya
My thug life-tapes are from archives in Attica
And I be the man behind the man behind the man at
When the in the house (oh my God) understand?
(The more dangerous) --] B.I.G
When the East is in the