Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
me out right here yo
Verse One: Daddy
Yo the sun don't forever
(BIG: You can turn the up a little bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's here then we 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)
and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it
Don't a ass outta yourself, by assumin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our music keeps you movin, are you provin?
(BIG: Turn that all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: Music's louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't gonna get you but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only leave you broke
So the only thing left now is God for these
And BIG you know you too hard for 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 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 killin's too
You hesitatin, I'm in your crib waitin
Duct tapin, fam destiny
in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under 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
hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
-- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or girl you touch, in world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap
militant, faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be
hands and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like
in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
yours, Frank White
Chorus: Busta
We got the real live from front to back
To my people in the world, the fuck you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Puff Daddy
Put your money on the table and get math on
it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my on
There's a bed full of that I get my ass on
I never lose the to go platinum
Said I'd it up til all the cash gone
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, than acid
P-D, rollin on tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no team
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long time burnin like a
What you can do is check your
My songs bump in Houston Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta like me, you 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 one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the of your coke connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
Shootouts for minutes, until we finish
Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek
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 betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the life of the
Chorus 2X w/ Puff
Aiyyo, can you me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can me out there
That's good, all fucked up now
Y'all know it's all fucked up now
What the fuck y'all do now?
What do now?
Can y'all hear me out
Can hear me out there?
(?) y'all niggaz wanna do
It's all up now
What I'ma do now,
I'ma do now
It's all up now