Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Murderer

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

Murderer, mayhem maker
B.I.G.'s on the mic, the undertaker
Make an appointment, an interview
Because you know big man's 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
Slammin' MC's like Pippen

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

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

Keep my eyes and the case closed
No eyewitnesses, no or expos
Just the heavyset one the big gun
And a sweet tongue shakin' everyone

Loot like Michael Jackson 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

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

And I give you my hand 'cause you 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 fuck with the St. Ides
B I G with OGB
Old Gold Brothers for the others that me
The crew stay deep on and Quincy

Rhymes in the pocket for a hand to hand
You it to be on, there's a Tec in the garbage can
I pull bitches like Kim Fields, Brooke
Shelley Long, 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 and forget her and it gets better
BIG are the letters, niggaz know the

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