Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Big

8Ball: Now, I was broke as a muthafucka, my at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to me.
My job at Mickie Ds was fuckin me no grease
I worked so damn hard, but the money, it increased.
I quit my fuckin job, I had no job
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's to rob nigga.
I hit the streets, but no victim had been
I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin.
Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, I was
I the burn of bullets, so I knew I had got bucked.
Reachin for my tech, the bullets hit me in my
My eyes closed shut, and I thought I death.
I woke up at the med woozy from my jackin
T-Money walked in and he me what had happened.
I him from the hood, but I did not know him well
He drove a red jag, and I that he was bale.
He said he was rollin he seen me in distress
He said he killed the muthafuckin niggas his tech.
He offered me a job said front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I be..
Mr. Big!

chorus: Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, call him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not of my size.
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they him Mr. Big
Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not of my size.

8Ball: I hit the slaning ya-yo, then I sold up my block
Sellin 8, deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin dimes, sellin nickels to the junkies on my
Gettin my sucked with the crumbs from the crack.
Some fool to jack me, but he only had a knife
A clip full of hollow took the bitches' life.
Standin on the track, my mobile and it was T
"Hello?" -- "Yo Eight, be the fuck 3" --"Aight!"
I met him at the park, he had a job for me
Rob Columbians, and get my ass in.
Hit for 30 birds, if I live, I'd get
I smoked them damn Columbians, and then got was mine.
All the time, my clientel rappidly
My bank got bigger, that's when bitches jockin me.
Cars and clothes had me fuckin hoes
A fat bank roll was me cool with the 5-O.
I had niggas workin me to take the heat
I never touched the dope, a 100 Gs a week.
I gained respect, I'm the playa of all time
Don't fuck with me, cause I'm ...
Mr. Big!

chorus:

8Ball: at the club with T-Money and J-B
Lil and Boo, and my nigga, MJG.
I had the bitches at the twinkle of my diamonds.
on this Yak, makin my way to the back.
When I saw little bitch lookin finer than the rest.
With a long black and a tight red dress.
I started conversatin, but she didn't want to to me
up to the hotel room, now the bitch is suckin the
Dick of this nigga that is smarter than the thank
she got up, now somethin in the air stank.
She went in the bathroom and locked the behind her
I got off the bed and grabbed the tech the dresser.
Stood by the door it opened, niggas came out
Grab my gun, "Hey nigga!" *pow pow*
Then, I grabbed the girl some more niggas had busted in
Shot that in the dome with my muthafuckin chrome
Shot up all the niggas, but I one in the leg
When the busted in, I was laying on the bed.
Walked up out the room, did I go to
no! They can't stop me..
Long Mr. Big Ho!!!!

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