Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Big

8Ball: Now, I was as a muthafucka, my life at the end see
My so friends, they had no ends to lend me.
My job at Mickie Ds was me with no grease
I worked so damn hard, but the money, it increased.
I quit my job, I had no job nigga
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's 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.
Reachin for my tech, the hit me in my chest
My closed shut, and I thought I seen death.
I woke up at the med woozy from my jackin
walked in and he told me what had happened.
I knew him from the hood, but I did not him well
He drove a red jag, and I knew he was bale.
He said he was rollin when he me in distress
He he killed the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd me what I needed
I said that I was with it 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 street slaning ya-yo, then I up my block
8, sellin deals, sellin $20 rocks.
Sellin dimes, sellin nickels to the on my tracks
Gettin my sucked with the crumbs from the crack.
Some fool tried to jack me, but he had a knife
A clip full of hollow took 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 clientel increased
My bank got bigger, that's when bitches started me.
and clothes had me fuckin different hoes
A fat bank was keepin me cool with the 5-O.
I had workin under me to take the heat
I never touched the dope, 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!

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Chillin 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.
Drinkin on Yak, makin my way to the back.
When I saw this little lookin finer than the rest.
With a long black weave and a red dress.
I started conversatin, but she want to talk to me
Straight up to the hotel room, now the is suckin the
Dick of this nigga that is smarter than the bitch
she got up, now somethin in the air stank.
She in the bathroom and locked the door behind her
I got off the bed and grabbed the from the dresser.
Stood by the door when it opened, came out
Grab my gun, "Hey nigga!" *pow pow*
Then, I grabbed the girl some more niggas had busted in
Shot bitch in the dome with my muthafuckin chrome
Shot up all the niggas, but I 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 stop me..
Long Mr. Big Ho!!!!

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