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 like questions
Strictly gun testing, coke
pleasure in the Benzito
Hitting fanny, chips at Manny's

you creeps got receipts
My peeps get like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you up in Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, nigga
May you rest in

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

Here's a tissue, stop your clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin', no
So you get suspicious
I'm Big dangerous you're a Likkle Vicious

As I leave my competition, respirator
Climb the ladder to success, escalator
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, controls y'all
Big don't fold y'all, I spit phrases thrill you
You're nobody till kills you

Do you where your going too
Just a memory dying
When I my clip in the AK
May you rest in
Your nobody till somebody you

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

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

Trust me they touch P, in one touchie
drop head coupe to dune buggy
Admire the verses, their by the hearses
That carried my and had the church mothers cursing

Imagine the glamor that out the flow
Of a nigga who still play in the snow Santa
The is rushing, my ears is blushing
And the diamonds in my chain, big as buttons, yes

On the flip side, the steel I'm
You thought all the had me slipping?
Think again, blink again let me that your bluffing
Lead give concussion, your nothing

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

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

out the fisad
On the of rap, so we gon raise the bar
A mil on the crib, a quarter on the car
Bentley coupe another of the arnage
Even as a youth I was the stoop
the nose and the Feds had no clue

I was keys in a V with no roof
Rich, black, two big and no coof
at the label, well they tend to get unstable
And that pretty leave Malice at the table

Or over the stove with the to the ladle
Because I'm a as long as I am able
This here hughe the most foolish of
I tell 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
Just a memory everybody
When I throw my in the AK
May you in peace
Your nobody till somebody you

Do you where your goin' too
Just a memory so you better a pistol
Everybody dying, death y'all
Your nobody till somebody you

Duets, Born Again, Life After Death
lives on and on, and on
These still can't see you BIG
you ain't even here
Motherfuckers step their game up
of all time, greatest of all time, motherfuckers