Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out 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 here then 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 isn't loud)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air
(BIG: YEAH!)
So you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our music you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you
(BIG: gettin 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 thing 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 (uhh) you rakin 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
on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of
say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the iz-H
Gun rest your vest by the abdominal
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never
hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
-- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch
Kids or you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots ain't shit
Ooops keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you be alone
Hold and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
yours, Frank White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live from front to back
To my people in the world, where the you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put your money on the table and get math on
Break it down, split it up, get your on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of that I get my ass on
I never lose the to go platinum
Said I'd live it up til all the cash
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, than acid
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The Billboard killa, no illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long burnin like a candle
What you can do is check distribution
My songs in Houston like Scarface produced em
You gotta like me, you just mad
I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, with two
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just macin
placin them in funerals, turned aroused
The Brick City, come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men
You screamin, I position,
day in the life of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ talking
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can me out there
That's good, all fucked up now
Y'all know all fucked up now right?
What the y'all gonna do now?
What do now?
Can hear me out there?
Can y'all hear me out
(?) Fuck y'all niggaz do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now