Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out right yo
One: Puff Daddy
Yo the sun shine forever
(BIG: You can turn the up a little bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as as it's here then we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never business pleasure
(BIG: The mic is but the beats isn't 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, make sure you hear it
Don't 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 that all the way up, yeah)
You that I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And jealousy is only gonna leave you broke
So the thing left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for these
I'm a win cause I'm too smart for 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 wifey 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 mama waitin
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, pack guns,
And I'm, to bust, if my ends you touch
or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you be alone
Hold and say it like me
The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like
Parked in quick to spark kids who start
See me, me
The of this holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit front to back
To my people in the world, where the you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Three: Puff Daddy
Put money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your 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 gone
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter acid
P-D, on your tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no team
The Fam-o, ammo, is channel
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 ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it 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 when you us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of coke connect
No squeeze off til all y'all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just macin
placin in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The City, nobody come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all betray men
You screamin, I position,
day in the life of the Comission
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 it's all fucked up now right?
What the fuck gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can y'all hear me out
Can y'all me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
all fucked up now