Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Phenomenon

"Well it's the Funk Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)

B.I.G.]
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach it, my reaches
the prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie
pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, 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, or East coast, squeeze toast
Leave most in the they layin 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 I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
but wasn't, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the doesn't
Ran up in your about a dozen
You never see bank like Frank
Your hand clutching, your chest-plate
You to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands high

Yo.. yo yo
I don't brownnose out of town
I'm up around fo' with the to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm Doe, suspect
You ass prime roastin, Calvin Klein clothes
the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep 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 with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in your hood a, teenage mom
Yo Biggie (what? what?) She havin my
If I out the A.K., keep your hands high

"This is so underrated.." -> [B.I.G.]
"Actin as if it happen, you're frontin" -> [Meth]
"Ain't no other 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 with keys
Y'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards
please, it's my block with my rocks
Fuck hip-hop, them one-two's, and you don't stops
Me and my nigga Lance, Kim and Cee's advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of plants
from Branson, now we lampin, 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 fuckin rapidly, pass the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back be, talkin blasphemy
me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizzard, fuck you soft or
hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
slash Gorilla, illest turned killer

[Method
Now now
Don't me with that rah rah shit, you out of pocket
I take these back to Spofford
Mentally my energy, is like a figure eight, on side
that's infinity -- too many sick niggaz, nines;
the remedy -- when you play the field, what's the penalty
Unnecessary roughness, endin injuries for suckers
Stuck on stupid, shoot em a dart like Cupid
until they got love for my
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, niggaz swords in the WAR
that's my people, nuff, befo' I roll up
is a hold 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 for the job than Biggie? The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme reaches
and touch individual, frame buck and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, your chain
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 kill the bullshit like a
your hands high (what?)