Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out here yo
Verse One: Puff
Yo the sun don't shine
(BIG: You can turn the 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)
and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, sure you hear it right
Don't a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you
(BIG: gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma you love me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only leave you broke
So the only thing left now is God for these
And BIG you know you too hard for cats
I'm a win cause I'm too for these cats
While they makin up (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 of us, the murderous, most 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, fam destiny
in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
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, nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my 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 killin shit
Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you be alone
Hold and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to kids who start shit
See me, me
The of this holocaust
yours, Frank White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit from front to
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)
Verse Three: Daddy
Put your money on the table and get your on
it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, get my stash on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion to go
Said I'd it up til all the cash gone
that funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, than 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 time like a candle
you can do is check your distribution
My bump in Houston like Scarface produced em
You gotta like me, you just mad
I tell 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, two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you us
run the city, show no pity
I'm the one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just them
them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The City, nobody come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo turn me up, can hear me out there
That's good, all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all up now right?
What the fuck y'all do now?
What I'ma do
Can hear me out there?
Can y'all hear me out
(?) Fuck y'all wanna do
all fucked up now
What do now, huh?
I'ma do now
It's all up now