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 long as here then we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud but the beats loud)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it
right, no matter what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, the mics up)
Our keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: that shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna leave you
So the only thing left now is God for cats
And BIG you know you too for these cats
I'm a win cause I'm too smart for cats
While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up
Two: Notorious B.I.G.
In a Commision, you ask for to hit em
He don't like me, him and wild was wit em
You of us, the murderous, most shady
on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of
They say my too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun under your vest by the abdominal
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, tense
Never hesitant, leave a 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, used to call me
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep shit, you overdid 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 make dough, Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who shit
See me, me
The of this holocaust
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real live shit from front to
To my people in the world, where the you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get laugh on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of 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 killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is check distribution
My songs bump in like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta like me, you mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, knuckles and flashlights
The in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, show no
I'm the witty one, Frank's the from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it no replacin him
Niggaz up, we just macin them
them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
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 life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo turn me up, can hear me out there
good, it's all fucked up now
Y'all it's all fucked up now right?
What the fuck y'all gonna do
What I'ma do
Can hear me out there?
Can y'all hear me out
(?) Fuck y'all wanna do
It's all up now
What I'ma do now,
What do now
all fucked up now