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 might as well together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never business 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 it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you
(BIG: that shit all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels you baby
(BIG: gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'ma make you 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 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 makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats
Verse Two: 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
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest your 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
Excellence is my presence, tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you
Kids or girl you touch, in this I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me
Now you me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots ain't killin
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you it homes
You in the zone, you shouldn't be alone
hands and say it like me
The most shady, baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, Jurassic
Parked in to spark kids who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, Frank
Busta Rhymes
We got the real live from front to back
To my in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
Where the fuck my at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Three: Puff Daddy
Put money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get laugh on
See you Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of money I get my ass on
I lose the passion to go platinum
I'd live it up til all the cash gone
Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than
P-D, rollin on tape or CD
The killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every
We been hot for a long burnin like a candle
What you can do is check your
My songs in Houston like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
Cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
Verse Notorious B.I.G.
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and
The in the two-seaters, with two midas
Senoritas, kiss rings when you us
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook 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, the kiss, Peniro, sheek loops
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him
step up, we just macin them
placin them in funerals, criminals turned
The Brick City, nobody come off like
rise, I play men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men
You screamin, I position,
Nother day in the of the Comission
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 it's all fucked up now
What the y'all gonna do now?
What do now?
Can y'all 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