Luyện nghe bài hát Just A Memory

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

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

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

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

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

As I my competition, respirator style
the ladder to success, escalator style
Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death y'all
Big fold y'all, I spit phrases that'll thrill you
nobody till somebody kills you

Do you where your going too
Just a memory everybody
When I my clip in the AK
May you in peace
nobody till somebody kills you

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

Label limbo, I it like the wind blows
My back bend, see papi is my kenfolk
Spin out the work, as if its on a ten
Soul benefactor the Benz, he made the poke

Trust me they can't P, in one touchie
Turn drop head coupe to dune
Admire the verses, their by the hearses
That carried my niggaz and had the church cursing

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

On the flip side, the I'm gripping
You thought all the floss had me
Think again, blink again let me know that your
Lead give permanent concussion, nothing

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

out the fisad
On the face of rap, so we gon the bar
A mil on the crib, a quarter on the car
Bentley coupe short of the arnage
Even as a youth I was laundering the
Underneath the nose and the Feds had no

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

Or over the stove with the flame to the
Because I'm a provider as as I am able
This here hughe the most foolish of
When I tell my mother the
She near sent me to my room

the M A L I C I O U S
You don't try nigga, you next, uh

Do you know your going too
a memory everybody dying
When I throw my in the AK
May you rest in
Your nobody till kills you

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

Biggie Duets, Born Again, After Death
lives on and on, and on
These motherfuckers still see you BIG
Shit you even here
Motherfuckers step their game up
Greatest of all time, greatest of all time,