Luyện nghe bài hát Unbelievable

Live Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards ducking when Big be
Chickenheads be clucking in my bathroom
It nothing, they know Big be handling
With the mac in the Ac' door
Damagin MC's, oxygen they breathe
Mad tricks up the sleeve, wear boxers so my dick can
through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my get put on crutches
Get smoked like from the master
Hate to blast you, but I have to, you see I a lot
Your life is out like Kwame, and them fucking polka dots
Who the spot? Biggie
You know how the weed go,

B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G
Get it?
Also as the bon appetit
Rappers can't sleep need sleeping Big keep
Bullets heat-seeking, casualties need
rappers need teaching
Lesson A - don't fuck with B-I, that's
Oh I, he was wack. Oh come come now
Why y'all so dumb now - hunt me or be
I got three hundred and ways
To saute, I'm the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down hallway
My forte causes to say
He sounds demented, car scented
If I it, I meant it
Bite my tongue for
me evil, or unbelievable

Buck shots out the sun roof of Coupes
Leave no witnesses, what you think is?
no amateurs here, I damage and tear
MC's fear me, they too near not to me
Clearly, I'm the beam dream
One thousand of uncut to the gut
It fucked up, the way I touched up the grill
Trying to play gorilla, when you no killer
The gat's by your liver, your upper lip
Get ready to die, God I said hi
And throw some ice, for the nicest MC
know the steelo, unbelievable