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 then we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
now than never 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 matter what, we air
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, sure you hear 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, are you provin?
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is gonna 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 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 wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, most
on the low lately, the feds hate 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 in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under your by the abdominal
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
-- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns,
And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch
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 spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be
hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby,
Graphic, tryin to dough, like Jurassic
in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Busta
We got the real live shit from 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 Puff Daddy
Put money 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
There's a bed full of that I get my ass on
I lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd live it up til all the cash
that funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than
P-D, rollin on tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no team
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is check your
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it be
Four: Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and
The in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, rings when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No squeeze off til all y'all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops
Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we macin them
placin them in funerals, turned aroused
The City, nobody come off like P-Diddy
Business rise, I men
money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can me out there
That's good, it's all up now
Y'all know it's all up now right?
What the y'all gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can y'all me out there?
Can hear me out there?
(?) Fuck y'all niggaz do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now