Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Stop The Reign

Verse One: O'Neal

You can't stop it, it, when I drop it,
I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic,
You ain't even fit to in Shaq's arena,
I look into your and I see your shook demeanor,
In eyes, why are you suprised,
no how you try, I'm fly as eliquie,
The new edition, is the end of your last night,
in the day time you couldn't see me a flashlight,
I flights on sights of my enemies,
I'm comin through, and then I bomb whole vicinity,
why they actin fakin jacks, you're not a of me,
I peeped your card, not as hard as you pretend to be,
who wanna spark it, with the macademian,
hand to the cranium,
you know the name, aim to maintain,
money on the brain, stop the reign

You stop the reign,
when it to fall,
there's no one to blame,
you can't that door,

Verse Two: B.I.G.

Us with killers, about million-dollar figures,
------ in act legends, and vigers,
cream lizards, coochies, I do my duty
as long as they fly as me, and as me,
success in my circle, try to break it, I'll you,
ain't no out that, I doubt that,
we the exotic, erotic ladies,
not them toxic ladies, that a lot,
I learned alot, from to ruffians,
from being tied up by Columbians, 80 grams was missin,
listen, had to my position,
from to be large to head ------ in charge,
my garage, call it celo, 4-5's and 6's, by the mixes,
if it ain't broke fix it,
smoke out Leo, Biggie Tarantino,
Size like a sumo, white numero uno,

Verse
Shaquille

7-0, inferno,
smooth individual,
who wanna test it, or domestic,
no matter where from, I'm not the one you wanna mess wit',
original with style, livin lavish,
jets to let my shorty shop in Paris,
I'm not the average, I'm far the norm,
It's Daddy Long, it warm, hitting them strong,

B.I.G.:

A to a lemon, my D.C. women,
bringin in G-minumums to condos with elevators in them,
vehicles with in them,
watch they entourage turn to just mirages,
disappearin acts, strictly and macs,
killers be serial, material,
my is vivid, work hard to live it,
any place I visit I got there,
how can players stand there and say I sound them,
hello,
push wigs back and push six coup's yellow,
bust clips that expands hand to elbow,
up your days-inn, any telly you in,
crack-baggin, sick'a braggin how my be draggin,
"E's", street sweepers inside the beamer wagon,
I on Bed-stuy to shut it down if i die,
put that on your 'bezzle,
you're messin the Devil,
what,