Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Phenomenon

"Well the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)

B.I.G.]
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach it, my reaches
the prestigious, that speak this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my releases, snatches
ya cabbage, half-ass rappers, shouldn't have it
So I it, never run, the outcome
is usually, a brutally, fuck who you be
or where you're from, West or East coast, squeeze
Leave most in the blood layin in, what, what?
The rings and you sing about, bring em out
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more than I expected, I your jewels was rented
but they wasn't, so run it,
I chill, the heat doesn't
Ran up in your shell about a
You never see like Frank White
hand clutching, your chest-plate contemplate
You to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands high

Yo.. yo yo
I brownnose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe,
You ass like prime roastin, Klein clothes
Explode the when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George here
Your time is near, so get your dropped off
I trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
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 in your hood like a, teenage mom
Yo Biggie (what? what?) She havin my
If I pull out the A.K., keep your high

"This is so underrated.." -> [B.I.G.]
"Actin as if it happen, you're frontin" -> [Meth]
"Ain't no kings in this rap thing.." -> [B.I.G.]
"Biggie, a rap phenomenon" -> [B.I.G.]
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B.I.G.]
Uhh, uhh
I got a new mouth to feed, I'm due South with
Y'all seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed
Motherfucker please, it's my block with my
Fuck that hip-hop, them one-two's, and you stops
Me and my nigga Lance, Kim and Cee's advance
Bought ten bricks, four 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, shit
niggaz spit be counterfeit, robbery come
in and out like fuckin rapidly, the gat to me
Make his chest rest, his back should be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, in coffins often
Wizzard, fuck you soft or fragilla
Play hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope
slash Gorilla, slash illest killer

[Method
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 eight, on side
that's infinity -- too sick niggaz, nickel nines;
bring the remedy -- when you play the field, the penalty
Unnecessary roughness, career endin injuries for
Stuck on stupid, shoot em with a dart like
until they got for my music
Star Wars I'm Han Solo, three egoes
and charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the sequel
Eyeball blower with no equal, niggaz 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 Shitty, put they weight on it
And who better for the job Biggie? The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" that reaches
and touch individual, frame buck and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, tuck your
All about the fortune, fuck the fame, labels extortin
Kick me I'm down, but I'm up again, scorchin
Hot -- my way up in the ??
to the bullshit like a matador
your hands high (what?)