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 that this, Willie shit
pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass shouldn't have it
So I grab it, run, an outcome is usually a beatdown brutally
who you be or where you're from, West or East coast
Squeeze toast, leave most in the blood layin in, what, what?

The and things you sing about, bring 'em out
It's hard to when the barrel's in your mouth
more than 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 Frank
Your hand clutchin', your contemplate
You 'bout to die, nigga wait, yo' hands high

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

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

This rule is so
Actin' as if it happen, you're frontin'
Ain't no other kings in rap thing
Biggie, a rap phenomenon

rule is so underrated
Actin' as if it can't happen, you're
Ain't no other kings in this rap
Biggie, a rap phenomenon

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

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

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

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

And who better for the job than Biggie? The Jee-zus
"Unbelievable" rhyme that reaches and individual
frame 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 like a matador
Keep your hands