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 it, my nine reaches
the prestigious, cats that this, Willie shit
pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers, have it
So I it, never run, the outcome
is usually, a beatdown brutally, 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 things you sing about, em out
It's to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was
but they wasn't, so run it,
I could chill, the heat
Ran up in your shell about a
You see bank like Frank White
Your hand clutching, your chest-plate
You bought to die, nigga wait, keep yo' high

Yo.. yo yo
I don't out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe,
You ass like prime roastin, Calvin Klein
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 trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist got a gun as as Kris brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly
The Doc was born a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in hood like a, teenage mom
Yo Biggie (what? what?) She havin my
If I pull out the A.K., your hands high

"This is so underrated.." -> [B.I.G.]
"Actin as if it can't happen, 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
Motherfucker please, it's my with my rocks
Fuck that hip-hop, them one-two's, and you stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and advance
ten bricks, four pounds of weed 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, other
niggaz spit be counterfeit, come actually
in and out like fuckin rapidly, 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
Play hard like Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
slash Gorilla, slash turned killer

Man]
Now now
Don't approach me that rah rah shit, you out of pocket
I these adolescents back to Spofford
my energy, is like a figure eight, on it's side
that's infinity -- too sick niggaz, nickel nines;
bring the remedy -- when you play the field, what's the
Unnecessary roughness, career injuries for suckers
Stuck on stupid, shoot em with a dart like
until they got for my music
Wars I'm Han Solo, with 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
that's my people, sho' nuff, befo' I up
is a hold 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 Biggie? The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" that reaches
and touch individual, small frame buck and
MC, What's-Your-Name, your chain
All the fortune, fuck the fame, labels still extortin
Kick me when I'm down, but I'm up again,
Hot -- my way up in the ??
to kill the bullshit like a
Keep hands high (what?)