Luyện nghe bài hát Victory 2004

[P. Diddy -
Ten
Yo the sun don't forever
But as long as here then we might as well shine together
now than never, business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air
And when you somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't a ass outta yourself by assumin
My music keeps you movin, are you provin?
You that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
It's ten years and we still runnin this

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

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

B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy)
In the Comission, you ask for to hit 'em
He don't like me, hit him while was with him
You of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds me
The son of Satan, they say my too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib
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 bars so I can buy a few (uh huh)
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few (let's go)
Excellence is my presence, never
Never hesitant, leave a bent real quick
Real sick, nights, I perform like Mike (c'mon)
- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson (uh huh, yeah)
action, guns, ridiculous (ridiculous)
And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you (uh huh)
Kids or you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon)
Two auto-matoes, used to call me (used to call me fatso)
Now you call me Castro, my rap (yeah)
Militant, y'all faggots killin shit
Oops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it (yeah)
You in the danger zone, you be alone
hands and say it like me
The most shady (most shady), Frankie baby (Frankie baby),
Graphic, to make dough, like "Jurassic"
"Park" did, to spark kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?)
See me, me (yeah, I see you)
The Underboss of this (let's go)
Truly yours, White

[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P.
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?
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my is at?

[P.
Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for (can't stay dark for long)
They say its darkest before the
Calms before the (c'mon)
I'm happy Mason Betha's now preachin the (I see you Mase)
And I can see B.I. the Sean John (let's go Big)
Yeah right, this is "Life's After's" like
B.I. White, your "Bad Boy For Life"
No matter what the say we gon' prove
It ain't another MC could fill ya shoes
Cause Biggie Smalls is the
my stones the chillest, got homes and villas
Overseas and what was me, I out
MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha)
It's ill when MC's used to be on shit (yeah, c'mon)
Took home "Life Death" and they studied it (that's right)
to the double disc (yeah)
Now they all spit, like they all (c'mon)
tell 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, with two (uh huh, yeah)
Senoritas, rings when you meet us
P. run the city, show no pity (that's my name)
I'm the one (yeah), Frank's the crook from the Brook' (c'mon)
Matty broke the of your coke connect (say what?)
No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all (uh huh)
Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish (take that)
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch
Black Rob joined the Mob, it no replacin him (Black Rob, I see you)
step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah)
Placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah)
The Brick City, nobody come off P. Diddy (woo)
wise, I play men
Hide on the Island Cayman (c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah)
You screamin, I position,
Another day in the of the Comission

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

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

- 4X

[P. - talking over Chorus]

you at?
you at?
you at?
you at?
I y'all, ten years from now we'll still be on top
We've just
Thank you ... you
B.I.G.
Bad Boy
You the rest

[Busta
Fuck y'all niggaz do?