Luyện nghe bài hát Victory 2004

[P. - talking]
Ten
Yo the sun shine forever
But as as it's here then we might as well shine together
Better now never, business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight
And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it
make a ass outta yourself by assumin
My keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me
ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker

[P. + (Notorious B.I.G.)
Yeah! (one)
As we to give you what you need
(One, two...)
It's all up now
What the fuck gonna do now?

[50 + (P. Diddy)
Yo, yo, we stay alive forever (yeah)
So if shit hit the fan then we as well die together
I'm high as ever, more and more cheddar (yeah)
G-Unit move around with them and berretas (uh)
Yeah faggot, if I it I'm gon' have it
Regardless if it's to me or I gotta grab it
Don't make a ass yourself tryna stop me
I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky", nigga you
You know that I'm eight levels above you
I'll plug you nigga, I never of you nigga, ugly nigga
(what y'all do now?)
I'm the wrong one to
And rattin on niggaz is only leave you smoke
So the thing left now is toast for these cowards (that's right)
I got no friends, fuck most of cowards (that's right)
They pop shit 'til we approachin these cowards
we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers

B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)
In the Comission, you ask for to hit 'em
He don't like me, hit him wifey was with him
You heard of us, the murderous, most
Been on the low lately, the hate me
The son of Satan, say my killing's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama waitin
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my (yeah)
Francis, M to the phenominal (uh huh)
Gun rest under your vest by the (yeah)
Rhyme a few so I can buy a few cars (uh huh)
And I kick a few flows so I can a few hoes (let's go)
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a bent real quick
sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike (c'mon)
Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, (uh huh, yeah)
action, guns, ridiculous (ridiculous)
And I'm to bust, if my ends you touch (uh huh)
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this I clutch (c'mon)
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso (used to call me fatso)
Now you me Castro, my rap flows (yeah)
Militant, faggots ain't killin shit
Oops Cristal spillin shit, you overdid it homes (yeah)
You in the danger zone, you be alone
hands and say it like me
The most shady (most shady), Frankie (Frankie baby), fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, "Jurassic"
"Park" did, quick to kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?)
See me, me (yeah, I see you)
The Underboss of holocaust (let's go)
yours, Frank White

[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs P. Diddy
We got the real live shit from front to
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
my niggaz is at?
Where my is at?
Where the my bitches at?
Where my is at?

[P.
Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't dark for long)
say its darkest before the dawn
Calms the storm (c'mon)
I'm happy Mason Betha's now the song (I see you Mase)
And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean (let's go Big)
Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's"
B.I. White, your "Bad Boy For Life"
No matter the public say we gon' prove
It ain't another MC could fill ya shoes
Cause Biggie Smalls is the
Realest my the chillest, got homes and villas
Overseas and what was me, I out
other MC's been tryin to find ya (haha)
It's ill when used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon)
home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right)
Listened to the double (yeah)
Now they all spit, like they all (c'mon)
Frank how we did it, go

B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and (yeah, c'mon)
The heaters in the two-seaters, two midas (uh huh, yeah)
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
P. Diddy run the city, no pity (that's my name)
I'm the witty one (yeah), the crook from the Brook' (c'mon)
Matty broke the of your coke connect (say what?)
No respect off 'til all y'all diminish (uh huh)
for twenty minutes, until we finish (take that)
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Louch
Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no him (Black Rob, I see you)
Niggaz up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah)
Placin them in funerals, criminals aroused (yeah)
The Brick City, nobody come off P. Diddy (woo)
Business wise, I men
Hide money on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all betray men (yeah)
You screamin, I position,
day in the life of the Comission

[P.
Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks to 'em

[Lloyd + (P. Diddy)
I got a industry gangstress that argues and the reefer (uh huh)
And flip I call her bitch like she Queen Latifah (haha)
Now all the vehicles is long to stash the streetsweeper (yeah)
This shit gon' get uglier than the P sneaker
I'm slidin through the Ruckers, with on the Chuckers (uh)
So the spring break hoes, home from wanna fuck us (ha)
I ain't here to knowledge on you suckers (say what?)
I'll rottweiler's on you fuckers (yeah), cops followin to cuff us
Top dollars to discuss this, lotta zeros
When it comes to I blow the soul outta hero (uh huh)
break 'fore I lay on the floor buried
besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid Burberry (uh huh)
You can't Lloyd, I'm smokin by the big screen (yeah)
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the boy (woo)
I the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head it's part of ya religion (yeah)

- 4X

[P. Diddy - talking Chorus]

you at?
you at?
you at?
you at?
I told y'all, ten years from now we'll be on top
just begun
Thank you ... you
B.I.G.
Bad Boy
You know the

[Busta
Fuck y'all wanna do?