Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out here yo
Verse One: Puff
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 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)
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 you hear it right
make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, the mics up)
Our music keeps you movin, are you provin?
(BIG: that shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: shit is hot!)
crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only leave you broke
So the only left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too for these cats
I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats
they makin up facts (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 wild was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, shady
Been on the low lately, the feds me
The son of
say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib
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 pimp a few
Excellence is my presence, tense
Never hesitant, a nigga bent real quick
sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
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 call me
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep 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, to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit from front to
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
the fuck my bitches at?
my bitches is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Daddy
Put money on the table and get your 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 money 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 Billboard killa, no illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a time burnin like a candle
What you can do is your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like produced em
You gotta like 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, brass and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, with two
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the 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
bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we macin them
placin them in funerals, criminals turned
The Brick City, nobody come off like
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out
good, it's all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all fucked up now
What the fuck gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can y'all hear me out
Can hear me out there?
(?) Fuck y'all niggaz do
all fucked up now
What I'ma do now,
What do now
It's all up now