Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out right yo
One: Puff Daddy
Yo the sun shine forever
(BIG: You can turn the track up a bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's then we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud but the beats loud)
and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air
(BIG: YEAH!)
So you hear 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 you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You that I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me
(BIG: shit is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you nuthin but
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is gonna leave you broke
So the thing left now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for cats
I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats
While they up facts (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 heard of us, the murderous, most
Been on the low lately, the hate me
The son of
They say my killin's too
You hesitatin, I'm in mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
Gun under your vest by the abdominal
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never
Never hesitant, leave a nigga 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
Kids or girl you touch, in this I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots ain't shit
Cristal 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 dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who shit
See me, me
The Underboss of holocaust
Truly yours, White
Busta Rhymes
We got the real live from front to back
To my in the world, where the fuck you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Daddy
Put your money on the and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
a bed full of money that I get my ass on
I lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd live it up til all the cash
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, it
to make classics, 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 time burnin like a candle
What you can do is check distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface em
You gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Verse Four: B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and
The heaers in the two-seaters, two midas
Senoritas, rings when you meet us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your coke
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
for twenty minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, loops
Rob joined the mob, it ain't no replacin him
Niggaz step up, we just them
them in funerals, criminals turned aroused
The Brick City, nobody come off like
Business rise, I men
money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
2X w/ Puff talking
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 gonna do
I'ma do now?
Can hear me out there?
Can hear me out there?
(?) Fuck y'all niggaz do
all fucked up now
What I'ma do now,
I'ma do now
It's all up now