Luyện nghe bài hát Unbelievable

Live Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
Representing BK to the
Gats I pull it, ducking when Big be bucking
Chickenheads be clucking in my fucking
It nothing, they know Big be handling
With the mac in the Ac' door
Damagin MC's, oxygen they can't
Mad tricks up the sleeve, wear boxers so my dick can
Breeze in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my get put on crutches
Get like dutches from the master
Hate to blast you, but I have to, you see I a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame, and fucking polka dots
Who the spot? Biggie
You how the weed 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, need treating
rappers need teaching
Lesson A - don't fuck with B-I, that's
Oh I, thought he was wack. Oh come now
Why y'all so dumb now - me or be hunted
I got three hundred and ways
To simmer saute, I'm the all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggie's
My causes Caucasians to say
He sounds demented, car scented
If I it, I meant it
my tongue for no-one
Call me evil, or

shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupes
Leave no witnesses, you think this is?
no amateurs here, I damage and tear
MC's fear me, they too near not to me
Clearly, I'm the triple dream
One grams of uncut to the gut
It fucked up, the way I touched up the grill
Trying to gorilla, when you ain't no killer
The gat's by your liver, your lip quiver
Get to die, tell God I said hi
And throw some ice, for the nicest MC
Niggas the steelo, unbelievable