Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out right yo
Verse Puff Daddy
Yo the sun don't shine
(BIG: You can turn the track up a bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than business 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 when you hear somethin, make sure you it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, the mics up)
Our music you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two above you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna you broke
So the only thing left now is God for cats
And BIG you know you too hard for these
I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats
While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up
Verse 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 feds me
The son of
say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never
hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, pack guns,
And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all faggots ain't killin
Ooops Cristal spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be
Hold and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who start
See me, me
The of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit front to back
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the my bitches at?
my bitches is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put your money on the and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd it up til all the cash gone
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is check distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface em
You gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Four: Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights
The in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, Frank's the from the Brook'
broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish
took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
step up, we just macin them
placin them in funerals, criminals aroused
The Brick City, nobody come off P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, all fucked up now
know it's all fucked up now right?
What the fuck y'all gonna do
What I'ma do
Can y'all hear me out
Can y'all me out there?
(?) Fuck niggaz wanna do
It's all up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now