Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out here yo
Verse One: Puff
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 together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud but the isn't loud)
and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, make sure you it right
Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma you love me baby
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna you broke
So the only left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for these
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 like me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds me
The son of
They say my killin's too
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama waitin
Duct tapin, your fam
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest your vest by the abdominal
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I kick a few flows so I can a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, pack guns,
And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch
Kids or you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all ain't killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be
hands and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to kids who start shit
See me, me
The of this holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Busta
We got the real live from front to back
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put your money on the table and get your 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 to go platinum
Said I'd it up til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than
P-D, on your tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is channel
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is check distribution
My bump in Houston like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
Four: Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, knuckles and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, with two
Senoritas, kiss when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the
Matty broke the of your coke connect
No respect off til all y'all diminish
for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we macin them
placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, come off like P-Diddy
Business rise, I men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo me up, nobody can hear me out there
good, it's all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all fucked up now
What the y'all gonna do now?
I'ma do now?
Can y'all hear me out
Can hear me out there?
(?) Fuck y'all niggaz do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
I'ma do now
It's all up now