Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Murderer

A whole lotta niggaz want Big to a demo tape
'Specially bum ass nigga, uhh
This goin' out to you, nigga,
Yo, 50, this?

Murderer, mass mayhem
B.I.G.'s on the mic, call the
an appointment, schedule an interview
Because you know what big about to do

50 Gran' on the technic at the peak
Brothers wanna hear the words big man
The microphone, I rip it, the burner got the in
MC's like Scottie Pippen

Flippin' on Old Gold, as the rhymes you stole
on dime bags and I been told
My are harder than a brick, Chinese arithmetic
A thick stick and my

Makes me when you pick the whick whack rhyme, G
You get what you is Tic-Tac time, Z
B I G moves than a ninja
Even on stickups I'm the masked

Keep my eyes open and the case
No eyewitnesses, no names or
Just the heavyset one the big gun
And a sweet shakin' down everyone

Loot like Michael kicks like Bo Jackson
Benz like Jackson, no need to ask in the crew
Ooh, no, frontin', no fakin'
Fightin' or fuckin', resort to the stick and

Smack the fool that disagree, recognize the
Rhyme is mine I said it's me
Step to a big man the mic stand
Keep a and so do 50 Gran'

And I give you my 'cause you deserve a pound
Tryin' to blow up the in my part of town
Braves, because you get no
I treat you [Incomprehensible] did the A's

Recognize, I don't with the St. Ides
B I G down OGB
Old Gold Brothers for the others that me
The crew stay on Bedford and Quincy

Rhymes in the pocket for a quick hand to
You want it to be on, a Tec in the garbage can
I pull like Kim Fields, Brooke Shields
Shelley Long, Chung, I can go on and on

is bond, I'm a don
I split 'em and run up in 'em, I 'em and then I duck 'em
I hit 'em in the shitter and forget her and it gets
BIG are the letters, niggaz know the

the end, what you want me to do? Damn