Luyện nghe bài hát Tonight

Daddy]
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 you all what you need motherFUCKERS
B.I.G.,
SHIT!!!

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

I yo' mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you loose teeth like Cease
Nigga please, blood floods yo'
And that's just the half on my
now cry later, I rhyme greater
than the average hater, and spectators
buy my CD twice; see me in the streets
They be like, "Yo he nice, but on the low doe"
Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my
I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in clothes
Short-change niggaz, snort-caine
Extortion quicker, bought the Range nigga
Ya tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be
til Cease crippled me
Now I play hard, my girls nipples be
The game sour like like a pickle be, y'all know da
from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin bout
all the we flew, bitches, we ran through
Now the year's new, I lay my game
I want my spot back, two
mad cause I blew, niggaz envious
Too many niggaz on my dick, shit
When my men bust, you just move wit such
missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha)
Blood rushin, concussions, nothin
Catch cases, out frontin, smokin somethin
White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin
I it wit the basic, six TV's a system
Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit
Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for re-up
Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, your seed up
Go in the ashtray, spark the up, LONG KISS

Joe Hooker

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

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

Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I don't beef I niggaz
If I get the main character, a few niggaz then
I don't no gin to boost me
I got enough to blow, somebody gotta go
I got fire in my heart, in my car
in my Carharts, it ain't hard to get em
like when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers
when the hit him, the fuck these niggaz thought?
it be the fame, maybe it's the 2 Benz or
would it be the same if I claim those?
Fuckin put holes through your Rove
Cock sucker beat it while you it on the dashboard
get, what they hand call for, again bricks
You get deaded, I get erections, over
Can you get a quiet in the shade, for a breeze
I lay a nigga down and steam away ??

2X

{Puff Daddy a lot over the chorus}

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

{Puff Daddy a lot over the chorus}