Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Phenomenon

Well it's the Funk Docta

Biggie,
Uhh uhh uhh
Yo Big
Uhh

that, I preach it, my nine reaches
The prestigious cats that speak this, shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases,
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers have it
So I grab it, never run, an is usually a beatdown brutally
Fuck who you be or you're from, West or East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most in the blood they in, what, what?

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

Yo, yo yo
I brownnose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five O
I get bagged, I'm John Doe,
You ass like prime roastin', Klein clothes
the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your dropped off
I trustin' niggaz since Gotti got caught

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

rule is so underrated
Actin' as if it can't happen, frontin'
Ain't no other kings in rap thing
Biggie, a motherfuckin' rap

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

Uhh, uhh
I got a new mouth to feed, I'm due South keys
Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch bleed
please, it's my block with my rocks
Fuck that hip-hop, one-two's and you don't stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cee's
Bought ten bricks, pounds of weed plants
Branson, now we lampin', twelve room 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 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 from or fragilla
Play like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
Gorilla, slash illest turned killer

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

Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with three
And charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
This is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the
Eyeball blower with no equal, swingin' swords in the war
my people, sho' 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 The Notorious Jee-zus
"Unbelievable" rhyme that and touch individual
frame buck and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, your chain
All about the fortune, fuck the fame, still extortin'
me when I'm down, but I'm up again, scorchin'
Hot, forcin' my way up in the door to kill the like a matador
Keep your hands