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 hard, but the money, it never increased.
I quit my fuckin job, I had no job
Put on the mask, get the gloc, time to rob nigga.
I hit the streets, but no had been chosen
Damn I was nervous, but my fear 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.
for my tech, the bullets hit me in my chest
My eyes closed shut, and I I seen death.
I woke up at the med still woozy my jackin
T-Money walked in and he told me had happened.
I knew him the hood, but I did not know him well
He drove a red jag, and I knew 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 he'd front me I needed
I said that I was it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!

chorus: 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.
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.

8Ball: I hit the slaning ya-yo, then I sold up my block
8, sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin dimes, sellin nickels to the junkies on my
Gettin my sucked with the crumbs from the crack.
Some fool tried to jack me, but he only had a
A clip full of hollow tips the bitches' life.
Standin on the track, my rung 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 Columbians, and then got what was mine.
All the time, my rappidly increased
My bank got bigger, that's when started jockin me.
Cars and clothes had me fuckin hoes
A fat bank roll was keepin me with the 5-O.
I had niggas under me to take the heat
I touched the dope, makin a 100 Gs a week.
I respect, I'm the biggest 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 staring at the twinkle of my diamonds.
Drinkin on this Yak, my way to the back.
When I saw this little bitch lookin than the rest.
With a black weave 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
Then she got up, now in the air stank.
She went in the bathroom and locked the behind her
I got off the bed and grabbed the from the dresser.
Stood by the door when it opened, niggas out
Grab my muthafuckin gun, "Hey nigga!" *pow
Then, I grabbed the girl cause some more had busted in
Shot that bitch in the with my muthafuckin chrome
up all the niggas, but I took one in the leg
When the cops in, I was laying on the bed.
up out the room, did I go to jail?
Hell no! They can't me..
Long Mr. Big Ho!!!!

chorus!