Luyện nghe bài hát Just A Memory

It's Bad Boy bitch, Scram Jones, the B I G, let's go

Niggaz in my faction don't asking questions
gun testing, coke measuring
Giving in the Benzito
fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's

Hope you got receipts
My peeps get dirty cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo
Six up in your wig piece, nigga
May you in peace

my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four, four, and four draw
As my pilot, steers my
Yes my dear shit's official, the Feds I fear

Here's a tissue, stop blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin', no
So don't you get
I'm Big you're just a Likkle Vicious

As I my competition, respirator style
Climb the ladder to success, style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death controls
Big don't fold y'all, I spit phrases that'll you
You're nobody somebody kills you

Do you know where your too
a memory everybody dying
When I my clip in the AK
May you in peace
Your till somebody kills you

Do you know where your too
Just a so you better pack a pistol
dying, death controls y'all
Your nobody till kills you

limbo, I treat it like the wind blows
My don't bend, see papi is my kenfolk
out the work, as if its on a ten spoke
Soul benefactor the Benz, he the rims poke

me they can't touch P, in one touchie
Turn drop coupe to dune buggy
the verses, their inspired by the hearses
That carried my niggaz and had the church mothers

Imagine the that comes out the flow
Of a who still play in the snow like Santa
The wrist is rushing, my is blushing
And the in my chain, big as grandma's buttons, yes

On the flip side, the steel I'm
You thought all the floss had me
Think again, blink again let me know that your
Lead give permanent concussion, your

Do you know where your too
a memory everybody dying
When I throw my in the AK
May you in peace
nobody till somebody kills you

Do you know where goin' too
Just a memory so you better pack a
Everybody dying, death controls
nobody till somebody kills you

Check out the
On the of rap, so we gon raise the bar
A mil on the crib, mean a on the car
Bentley coupe another of the arnage
Even as a I was laundering the stoop
Underneath the nose and the had no clue

I was pushing keys in a V with no
Rich, black, two big guns and no
Things at the label, well they tend to get
And that much leave Malice at the table

Or over the stove with the flame to the
Because I'm a as long as I am able
This here hughe the foolish of blues
When I my mother the price
She damn near me to my room

the M A L I C I O U S
You wanna try nigga, you next, uh

Do you where your going too
a memory everybody dying
When I my clip in the AK
May you in peace
Your till somebody kills you

Do you know where your too
Just a memory so you better a pistol
Everybody dying, death controls
Your nobody till somebody you

Biggie Duets, Born Again, After Death
Legacy on and on, and on
These motherfuckers can't see you BIG
Shit you ain't here
Motherfuckers better step their up
of all time, greatest of all time, motherfuckers