Luyện nghe bài hát Hassan I Sabbah

B.I.G. F/ K-Ci & JoJo, Nas

I Want to Show You
B.I.G.]
Wooo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin in this
Y'all be swift with that punch button Jack
Biggie. Biggie.

B.I.G.]
I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you youse the user
Selling drugs to all the losers, mad abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad to pay
why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit
I remember I was like you
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin 62's
Cause G-E-D, B-I-G
I had to get P-A-D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
Then I out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw move
Glock nineteen for casket and moves
for chumps tryin to my flow
And what they don't know will show on the
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for some consignment, he wasn't tryin to it
Smoking mad cause I'm due in court
for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can like the Man
You have your gat in hand, cause man

K-Ci & JoJo

Come and run with me . I really wanna you
How I run the streets . I wanna show you
How I'm G's . I really wanna show you
and run with me . I really wanna show you

B.I.G.]
I had the master
I'm in the on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs
And when he start to he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the
with the crack in the of her ass
Two pounds of in the stash
I wait for hon to some quick cash
I told her she be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin back, countin double digit stacks
Had to see what's up with my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I heard I was dead with six to the
Then I got the call, it couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta nickel-plated burners
And my swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker
Conspiracy, she'll be home in
Until then I looks out for the family
A true G, that's me, like a bubble;
in the struggle

B.I.G.]
I'm seeing body body and our mayor Guiliani
ain't to see no black man turn to John Gotti

Guns and
Bitches put they tongues where the sun ain't
Take ki's til spot us, snakes flee with consignment
This kid he got his krib rated, police found
locked up, his whole fam; moms sister his old man
Nigga his moms out, then he told on his man
Now they home, actin like wrong, hustlin again
He tried to be the Frank White, and Escobar
Pickin up coke a fiend it in a seperate car
it up til it's bright white, cut it tight right
Then he it to the fiends, lookin like Fright Night
the motorbikes, the scooters, countin dough on computers
High technology dealers, to the and losers
DiDi, try to swap drug for TV's
Stores run out of baking from BK to QB
My die for the cause, .45 on the drawer
City laws by Big Nas and Biggie Smalls
Bitches, holdin my in they titties and drawers
My bitches out of state get bust while they pushin my
me up, callin me baller, call for they cut
Pretty hoes bring me my cash, swallow all of nut
Seats on the Bent' nasty, push the dash
for the stash box is where the cash be; for task force
I know they comin but I'm reachin my goal
Fuck bummin, I'm sure I leave this whole game wit somethin
in West Palms for my dime, crib for my moms
Ridiculous, you lookin at the next Nicholas Barnes,

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