Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
me out right here yo
Verse One: Daddy
Yo the sun shine forever
(BIG: You can the track up a little bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's here we might as well shine together
(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 do it better?
right, no matter 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 keeps you movin, are you provin?
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You that I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And jealousy is only gonna leave you broke
So the only thing left now is God for these
And BIG you you too hard for these cats
I'm a win cause I'm too for these cats
While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up
Verse Two: B.I.G.
In a Commision, you ask for to hit em
He don't like me, him and wild was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, most
Been on the low lately, the feds 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 your vest by the
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or girl you touch, in this I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all faggots ain't shit
Ooops Cristal keep shit, you overdid it homes
You in the zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Busta
We got the real live shit from front to
To my people in the world, where the you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Daddy
Put your on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get laugh on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion to go
I'd live it up til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than
P-D, rollin on tape or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is your distribution
My songs bump in Houston Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, knuckles and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, 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 of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek
Black Rob the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just macin
placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide on the Island 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, it's all up now
Y'all it's all fucked up now right?
What the fuck gonna do now?
I'ma do now?
Can y'all hear me out
Can hear me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
I'ma do now
It's all up now