Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Murderer

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

Murderer, mass maker
B.I.G.'s on the mic, the undertaker
Make an appointment, schedule an
Because you know what big man's to do

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

Flippin' on Old Gold, cold as the you stole
Puffin' on dime and I been told
My words are harder than a brick, Chinese
A stick and my dick

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

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

Loot like Jackson kicks like Bo Jackson
Benz like Freddie Jackson, no need to ask in the
Ooh, no, frontin', no moves
Fightin' or fuckin', to the stick and move

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

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

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

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

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

the end, what you want me to do? Damn