Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Murderer

A whole lotta want Big to make a demo tape
'Specially bum ass nigga, uhh
This out to you, nigga, recognize
Yo, 50, what's

Murderer, mayhem maker
B.I.G.'s on the mic, the undertaker
an appointment, schedule an interview
Because you know big man's about to do

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

Flippin' on Old Gold, cold as the rhymes you
Puffin' on dime bags and I been
My words are harder than a brick, arithmetic
A thick and my dick

Makes me sick when you the whick whack rhyme, G
You get what you pumpin' is time, Z
B I G moves swifter a ninja
Even on stickups I'm the avenger

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's the end, you want me to do? Damn