Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
me out right here yo
Verse One: 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)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(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!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is gonna leave you broke
So the only thing 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
they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats
Verse Two: B.I.G.
In a Commision, you ask for to hit em
He don't me, him and wild 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 too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib
Duct tapin, your fam
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H
Gun rest under 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
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real
Real sick, nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
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 call me
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all ain't killin shit
Ooops keep spillin 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, like
Parked in quick to spark who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, White
Chorus: Rhymes
We got the real shit from front to back
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Three: Puff
Put your money on the and get your math 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 lose the passion to go platinum
Said I'd live it up til all the gone
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time burnin a candle
What you can do is check distribution
My songs in Houston like Scarface produced em
You gotta like me, you just mad
Cause I it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Four: Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights
The heaers in the two-seaters, two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us
run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all diminish
Shootouts for minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him
Niggaz step up, we just macin
placin them in funerals, criminals aroused
The Brick City, come off like P-Diddy
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can me out there
That's good, it's all up now
know it's all fucked up now right?
What the fuck gonna do now?
What I'ma do
Can y'all me out there?
Can hear me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
It's all up now
What do now, huh?
What do now
It's all up now