Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out right yo
One: Puff Daddy
Yo the sun don't shine
(BIG: You can the track 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)
now than never business before 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 somethin, make sure 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, what are you
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You that I'm two levels above you baby
(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 jealousy is only gonna leave you broke
So the thing left now is God for these cats
And BIG you you too hard for these 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 like me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderous, shady
Been on the low lately, the hate me
The son of
say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun under your vest by the abdominal
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
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, to bust, if my ends you touch
or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all faggots 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 most shady, 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: Busta
We got the live shit from front to back
To my in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my 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, it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, get my stash 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 cash
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, it
to classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The Billboard killa, no illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time like a candle
you can do is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface 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, knuckles and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, with two
Senoritas, kiss when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the
broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, we finish
took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him
Niggaz step up, we just them
placin them in funerals, criminals turned
The Brick City, nobody come off like
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo me up, nobody can hear me out there
good, it's 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 y'all me out there?
Can y'all me out there?
(?) Fuck y'all wanna do
all fucked up now
What I'ma do now,
What do now
all fucked up now