Luyện nghe bài hát Tonight

[Puff
Yo..
Yo.. this out
YEAH! MotherFUCKERS, C'MON!
MotherFUCKERS, c'mon B.I.G.
B.I.G.,
Two thou', B.I.G.
??, two thou',
??, B.I.G.
B.I.G. at war,
B.I.G. ... we ..
to give you, what you
I am.. as we ..
to give you all what you need
B.I.G.,
SHIT!!!

[Notorious B.I.G. - above]
Yo.. too much in here man
the fuckin window man
that's how the fuck you went to jail last nigga
The fuck wrong you nigga.. the fuck man?
Ahh ehh.. nigga man
fuck that
Yo.. yo! Yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo.. yo
Yo-yo-yo, yo.. yo
Yo..

I make yo' mouthpiece obese like Reese
When I release, you loose like Lil' Cease
Nigga please, floods yo' Dungarees
And that's the half on my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I greater
than the playa hater, and spectators
buy my CD they see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo he nice, but on the low doe"
Be the cats with no dough, tried to me at my show
I out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes
Short-change niggaz, niggaz
Extortion came quicker, bought the nigga
Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as be
til Cease crippled me
Now I play hard, like my nipples be
The game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da
Move from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin
all the we flew, bitches, we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my flat
I my spot back, take two
Motherfuckers mad I blew, niggaz envious
Too many niggaz on my dick, shit
When my men bust, you move wit such stamina
Slugs missed ya, I mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)
Blood rushin, concussions, nothin
cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin
Sippin White Russians, bitch in the bumpin
I it wit the basic, six TV's a system
Knockin Mase shit, it, we hard to hit
ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up
Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, KISS

Joe Hooker

Y'all see this..
That might be the night..
might be the night that's right, that's right
This be the night.. (kiss your ass goodbye)

Niggaz playin they hands wrong, that's why they won't long
Finessed, I was dealt with from the day I was born
While you up on that corner, niggaz plottin and scheamin
Up in them little holes, be wit mad demons
Niggaz knows, not to fuck with my
Niggaz know not to fuck with this little bro I'm ten seconds
Black mask black chrome rims Chuck Timbs
Enough to confuse, any
Strongest of calibers, is what we travel wit
You gotta get hit, your man did, so you got a in it
y'all, once friends, now we gotta cross y'all
You know the with the biggest balls set the new laws
and flip fours, have em washin drawers you up North
Gat to your jugular, getting your tossed
Overhearin situation, sayin, "Like we thought"
on the stand with no remorse

Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I beef I shoot niggaz
If I get the main character, a few niggaz then
I don't need no gin to me
I got enough steam to blow, somebody go
I got in my heart, guns in my car
Cash in my Carharts, it hard to get em
like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his
when the 40-pound hit him, the fuck niggaz thought?
Could it be the fame, maybe it's the 2 or
it be the same if I couldn't claim those?
Fuckin put holes through Range Rove
sucker beat it while you bleed it on the dashboard
Niggaz get, what they call for, again bricks
You get deaded, I get erections, revenge
Can you get a quiet in the shade, for a breeze
I lay a down and steam roll away ??

2X

{Puff Daddy shouting a lot the chorus}

[Puff
I never it would be like this
I never thought it be like this
Always thought you would be
thought you would be by my side
I thought it'd be like this
OH GOD I YOU! C'MON! YEA!

{Puff Daddy a lot over the chorus}