Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Phenomenon

Well it's the Funk Spock

Biggie,
Uhh uhh uhh
Yo Big
Uhh

Fuck that, I preach it, my reaches
The prestigious cats that this, Willie shit
pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass shouldn't have it
So I grab it, never run, an outcome is usually a beatdown
Fuck who you be or where you're from, West or coast
Squeeze toast, leave most in the blood they layin in, what,

The rings and things you sing about, 'em out
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
But wasn't, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the heat doesn't, ran up in your shell a dozen
You never see bank like Frank
Your hand clutchin', your chest-plate
You 'bout to die, nigga wait, yo' hands high

Yo, yo yo
I don't brownnose out of hoes
I'm up around fo' the crowbar to the five point O
I get bagged, I'm Doe, suspect
You ass like roastin', Calvin Klein clothes
the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson
Your time is near, so get body dropped off
I stopped niggaz since Gotti got caught

Bricks keep your wrist covered or piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
I.C.U., my sheisty crew ice me too
I break legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with a palm
I'm concurrent in your hood like a mom
Yo
What?
She havin' my
If I pull out the A.K., keep hands high

rule is so underrated
Actin' as if it happen, you're frontin'
no other kings in this rap thing
Biggie, a rap phenomenon

This is so underrated
Actin' as if it happen, you're frontin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap

Uhh, uhh
I got a new to feed, I'm due South with keys
Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards
Motherfucker please, it's my with my rocks
Fuck that hip-hop, them one-two's and you stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed
From Branson, now we lampin', twelve room
Bitches get off, "Get Money", "Player's Anthem"

Don't forget, "One More Chance" and my other hits, other
Niggaz spit be counterfeit, robbery come
In and out fuckin' rapidly, pass the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back should be, talkin'
me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizzard, far soft or fragilla
Play hard like Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
Slash Gorilla, slash turned killer

Now now
Don't approach me with that rah rah shit, you out of
I these adolescents back to Spofford
Mentally my is like a figure eight on it's side
That's infinity too many sick niggaz, nickel
Bring the remedy when you the field, what's the penalty
Unnecessary roughness, career endin' injuries for
Stuck on stupid, shoot 'em with a dart Cupid
Until they got for my music

Star I'm Han Solo, with three egoes
And charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the sequel
Eyeball blower no equal, niggaz swingin' swords in the war
That's my people, nuff, befo' I roll up
This is a up, hands high, reach for the sky
I rep S.I., the unpretty, to Left Eye
New York Shitty, put they on it

And who better for the job than Biggie? The Notorious
"Unbelievable" rhyme that reaches and touch
Small frame and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, tuck chain
All about the fortune, fuck the fame, still extortin'
Kick me I'm down, but I'm up again, scorchin'
Hot, forcin' my way up in the door to the bullshit like a matador
Keep your hands