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 nine
the prestigious, cats that this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases,
Smack ya cabbage, rappers, shouldn't have it
So I grab it, never run, the
is usually, a 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 sing about, em out
It's hard to yell when the in your mouth
more than 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 like Frank White
Your clutching, your chest-plate contemplate
You bought to die, wait, keep yo' hands high

Yo.. yo yo
I brownnose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe,
You ass like prime roastin, Calvin clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest
I'm out there, I bought it with Jetson here
Your is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got
Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist got a gun as as Kris brother
I.C.U., my crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with a grenade
I'm concurrent in your like a, teenage mom
Yo (what? what?) She havin my bay-bayy
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.]
all 2X]

B.I.G.]
Uhh, uhh
I got a new to feed, I'm due South with keys
pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed
Motherfucker please, it's my with my rocks
Fuck hip-hop, them one-two's, and you don't stops
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed
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 fuckin rapidly, pass the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, rest in often
Frank Wizzard, fuck you or fragilla
Play like Reggie Miller, rapper, slash dope dealer
slash Gorilla, slash illest killer

Man]
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 eight, on it's side
that's infinity -- too many sick niggaz, nines;
bring the -- when you play the field, what's the penalty
Unnecessary roughness, career endin for suckers
Stuck on stupid, shoot em with a like Cupid
until got love for my music
Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with egoes
and charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the sequel
Eyeball with no equal, niggaz swingin swords in the WAR
that's my people, sho' nuff, I roll up
This is a hold up, hands high, 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 than Biggie? The
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme reaches
and individual, small frame buck and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, tuck your
All about the fortune, 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 like a matador
Keep your hands (what?)