Luyện nghe bài hát Unbelievable

Live Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards ducking when Big be
Chickenheads be clucking in my fucking
It ain't nothing, they know Big be
With the mac in the Ac' door
Damagin MC's, oxygen they can't
Mad tricks up the sleeve, wear boxers so my can breathe
Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, high
And that rushes my clutches get put on crutches
Get smoked dutches from the master
to blast you, but I have to, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame, and them fucking dots
Who the spot? Biggie
You know how the go, unbelievable

B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G
Get it?
Also as the bon appetit
Rappers can't sleep need Big keep creeping
Bullets heat-seeking, casualties need
Dumb rappers teaching
Lesson A - don't fuck with B-I, that
Oh I, he was wack. Oh come come now
Why y'all so dumb now - hunt me or be
I got hundred and fifty-seven ways
To simmer saute, I'm the all day
get dimmer down Biggie's hallway
My causes Caucasians to say
He sounds demented, car weed
If I it, I meant it
my tongue for no-one
Call me evil, or

Buck shots out the sun roof of Coupes
Leave no witnesses, what you think is?
Ain't no amateurs here, I and tear
MC's me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, I'm the triple dream
One thousand grams of to the gut
It seems up, the way I touched up the grill
Trying to gorilla, when you ain't no killer
The gat's by liver, your upper lip quiver
Get ready to die, tell God I hi
And throw some ice, for the nicest MC
know the steelo, unbelievable