Luyện nghe bài hát Danger, Pt. 2

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