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 this, Willie shit
pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers, shouldn't it
So I it, never run, the outcome
is usually, a brutally, fuck who you be
or you're from, West or East coast, squeeze toast
Leave most in the blood layin in, what, what?
The rings and you sing about, bring em out
It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your
It's than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented
but they wasn't, so run it,
I could chill, the doesn't
Ran up in your about a dozen
You see bank like Frank White
Your hand clutching, your contemplate
You bought to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands

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 Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin, Klein clothes
Explode the when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your dropped off
I stopped 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, your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with a palm
I'm concurrent in your like a, teenage mom
Yo Biggie (what? what?) She havin my
If I pull out the A.K., keep your hands

"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 to feed, I'm due South with keys
Y'all pick 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, took Kim and advance
Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed
from Branson, now we lampin, twelve 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 should be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, rest in coffins
Frank Wizzard, you soft or fragilla
Play hard like Reggie Miller, rapper, dope dealer
slash Gorilla, slash turned killer

Man]
Now now
Don't approach me with rah rah shit, you out of pocket
I take these back to Spofford
Mentally my energy, is a figure eight, on it's side
that's infinity -- too many sick niggaz, nickel
bring the remedy -- when you play the field, what's the
Unnecessary roughness, career endin injuries for
Stuck on stupid, shoot em with a dart Cupid
until got love for my music
Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with three
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, 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 York Shitty, put they on it
And who better for the job than The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme reaches
and touch individual, small frame and change
MC, What's-Your-Name, your chain
All about the fortune, fuck the fame, still extortin
Kick me when I'm down, but I'm up again,
Hot -- my way up in the ??
to the bullshit like a matador
your hands high (what?)