Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Murderer

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

Murderer, mayhem maker
B.I.G.'s on the mic, call the
Make an appointment, schedule an
you know what big man's about to do

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

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

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

Keep my open and the case closed
No eyewitnesses, no or expos
the heavyset one with the big gun
And a sweet shakin' down everyone

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

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

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

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

Rhymes in the pocket for a quick to hand
You want it to be on, a Tec in the garbage can
I pull bitches 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 'em and then I duck 'em
I hit 'em in the shitter and forget her and it gets
BIG are the letters, niggaz the pedi'

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