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
Smack ya cabbage, rappers, shouldn't have it
So I grab it, run, the outcome
is usually, a brutally, fuck who you be
or where you're from, West or East coast, squeeze
Leave in the blood they layin in, what, what?
The rings and things you sing about, em out
It's hard to 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 never see bank like White
hand clutching, your chest-plate contemplate
You bought to die, nigga wait, keep yo' high

Yo.. yo yo
I brownnose 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 prime roastin, Calvin Klein clothes
the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with Jetson here
Your is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your 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, your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with a palm
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 other kings in 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 keys
Y'all seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed
please, it's my block 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, twelve mansion
get naked 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 rest, where his back should be, talkin blasphemy
me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizzard, you soft or fragilla
Play 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 adolescents back to
Mentally my energy, is a figure eight, on it's side
that's infinity -- too many sick niggaz, nines;
bring the remedy -- when you the field, what's the penalty
roughness, career endin injuries for suckers
Stuck on stupid, shoot em with a dart like
until got love for my music
Star Wars I'm Han Solo, three egoes
and charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
This is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the
Eyeball blower with no equal, niggaz swingin in the WAR
my people, sho' nuff, befo' I roll up
This is a hold up, hands high, for the sky
I rep S.I., the unpretty, word to Eye
New Shitty, put they weight on it
And who for the job than Biggie? The Notorious
Jeee-zus, "Unbelievable" rhyme that
and touch individual, small 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 kill the bullshit like a
Keep hands high (what?)