Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Phenomenon

Well it's the Funk Docta

Biggie,
Uhh uhh uhh
Yo Big
Uhh

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

The rings and you sing about, bring 'em out
It's to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
But they wasn't, so run it,
I chill, the heat doesn't, ran up in your shell about a dozen
You never see bank like White
Your hand clutchin', your contemplate
You to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands high

Yo, yo yo
I brownnose out of town hoes
I'm up fo' with the crowbar to the five point O
I get bagged, I'm Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest
I'm out there, I it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get body dropped off
I stopped trustin' niggaz since got caught

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

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

This is so underrated
Actin' as if it can't happen, you're
no other 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 seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed
Motherfucker please, it's my block with my
Fuck that hip-hop, them and you don't stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and advance
Bought ten bricks, four of weed plants
From Branson, now we lampin', twelve mansion
Bitches get off, "Get Money", "Player's Anthem"

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

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

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

And who better for the job than The Notorious Jee-zus
"Unbelievable" rhyme that reaches and touch
Small buck and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, your chain
All about the fortune, the fame, labels still extortin'
me when I'm down, but I'm up again, scorchin'
Hot, forcin' my way up in the door to kill the bullshit a matador
Keep hands high