Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
me out right here yo
Verse One: Puff
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 it's here then we might as 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 do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, make sure you 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 I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma you love me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna you broke
So the only thing now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too for these cats
I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats
While makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats
Two: 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
They say my too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under vest by the abdominal
Rob a few so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like
-- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns,
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all faggots ain't killin
Ooops keep spillin shit, you overdid 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, Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
yours, Frank White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the you at?
my niggaz 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 math on
Break it down, split it up, get laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my on
There's a bed of money that I get my ass on
I never the passion to go platinum
I'd live it up til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter acid
P-D, on your tape or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like produced em
You gotta like 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, knuckles and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
broke the neck of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz up, we just macin them
them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody come off P-Diddy
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/ talking
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, can hear me out there
good, it's all fucked up now
Y'all know all fucked up now right?
What the fuck y'all gonna do
What I'ma do
Can y'all me out there?
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