Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
me out right here yo
Verse One: Puff
Yo the sun don't forever
(BIG: You can turn the 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)
now than never business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is but the beats 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, sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, the mics up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two above you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that is only gonna leave 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 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 wild was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, shady
Been on the low lately, the feds me
The son of
They say my killin's too
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the iz-H
Gun rest under your vest by the
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent quick
sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, pack guns,
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or girl you touch, in world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, to call me fatso
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
Hold hands and say it me
The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to dough, like Jurassic
in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
my bitches is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Puff Daddy
Put your money on the table and get your on
Break it down, split it up, get your on
See you later Dog, get my stash on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I never the passion 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, rollin on tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is check your
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface em
You gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I it how it is, and you tell 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 rings when you us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, Frank's the from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
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, come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
2X w/ Puff talking
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out
That's good, all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all fucked up now
What the fuck y'all gonna do
What do now?
Can y'all me out there?
Can hear me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now