Luyện nghe bài hát Just A Memory

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

in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun testing, coke
Giving pleasure in the
Hitting fanny, spendin' at Manny's

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

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

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

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

Do you know where your too
Just a memory dying
When I throw my in the AK
May you rest in
Your nobody somebody kills you

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

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

Trust me can't touch P, in one touchie
drop head coupe to dune buggy
Admire the verses, inspired 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 like
The wrist is rushing, my ears is
And the in my chain, big as grandma's buttons, yes

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

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

Do you know where goin' too
Just a so you better pack a pistol
Everybody dying, death controls
Your 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 short of the arnage
Even as a I was laundering the stoop
Underneath the nose and the Feds had no

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

Or over the with the flame to the ladle
Because I'm a provider as long as I am
here hughe the most foolish of blues
When I my mother the price
She damn near sent me to my

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

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

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

Biggie Duets, Born Again, Life After
Legacy on and on, and on
motherfuckers still can't see you BIG
Shit you ain't here
better step their game up
Greatest of all time, of all time, motherfuckers