Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out here yo
Verse One: Daddy
Yo the sun don't shine
(BIG: You can turn the up a little bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's here then we as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud but the beats loud)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it
Yeah right, no what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only leave you broke
So the only left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for cats
I'm a win cause I'm too smart for these
While they makin up facts (uhh) you up plats
Two: Notorious B.I.G.
In a Commision, you ask for to hit em
He don't me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, most
Been on the low lately, the hate me
The son of
They say my too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
Gun rest under vest by the abdominal
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few
Excellence is my presence, tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent quick
Real sick, nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all ain't killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep shit, you overdid it homes
You in the zone, you shouldn't be alone
hands and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like
Parked in quick to spark kids who start
See me, me
The of this holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit from to back
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
my bitches is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put your money on the table and get your on
Break it down, it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I never the passion to go platinum
Said I'd it up til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, than acid
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is channel
We been hot for a long time like a candle
you can do is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface em
You ain't gotta like me, you mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and
The in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, kiss when you meet us
run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for minutes, until we finish
took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just them
placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody off like P-Diddy
Business rise, I men
Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
day in the life of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ talking
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all fucked up now
the fuck y'all gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can hear me out there?
Can hear me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
It's all up now
I'ma do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now