Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out right yo
Verse One: Puff
Yo the sun don't 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 then we might as shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now never business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud but the isn't 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, turn the up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me
(BIG: This 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 thing now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too for these cats
I'm a win cause I'm too for these cats
While they makin up (uhh) you rakin up plats
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
In a Commision, you ask for to hit em
He don't like me, him and wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, shady
on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of
say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under 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
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
-- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns,
And I'm, quick to bust, if my you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you be alone
hands and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who start
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, Frank
Busta Rhymes
We got the real live shit from front to
To my in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Three: Puff Daddy
Put your on the table and get your math on
it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my on
a bed full of money 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 that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, than acid
P-D, on your tape or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is channel
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is check your
My songs bump in like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it be
Verse Four: B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the
broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect off til all y'all diminish
Shootouts for minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him
Niggaz up, we just macin them
placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
2X w/ Puff talking
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, it's all up now
Y'all know it's all up now right?
the fuck y'all gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can y'all hear me out
Can y'all me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
It's all up now
I'ma do now, huh?
What do now
It's all up now