Luyện nghe bài hát Victory

Intro: B.I.G.
One one two
Check me out here yo
Verse One: Daddy
Yo the sun shine forever
(BIG: You can the track up a little bit for me)
me up yo
Can you me?
But as long as it's here we might as well shine together
(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never business before
(BIG: The mic is but the beats isn't loud)
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it
right, no matter what, we air tight
(BIG: YEAH!)
So you hear somethin, make sure you hear 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, are you provin?
(BIG: Turn shit all the way up, yeah)
You know I'm two levels above you baby
(BIG: gettin louder)
Hug me baby, make you love me baby
(BIG: This is hot!)
Talkin crazy ain't get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that is only gonna leave you broke
So the only thing now is God for these cats
And BIG you know you too hard for these
I'm a win cause I'm too smart for cats
While makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plats
Verse 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, most
on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of
They say my killin's too
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama waitin
tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat in my waist
Francis, M to the phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the
Rob a few bars so I can buy a few
And I kick a few so I can pimp a few hoes
is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan,
action, pack guns,
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 call me Castro, my rap
militant, y'all faggots killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be
Hold hands and say it me
The shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark who start shit
See me, me
The Underboss of this
Truly yours, White
Busta Rhymes
We got the live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the you at?
Where my is at? (2X)
Where the my bitches at?
Where my is at?
(repeat all 2X)
Verse Puff Daddy
Put your money on the and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your on
See you later Dog, get my stash on
There's a bed of money 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 that funny, use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than
P-D, rollin on your or CD
The Billboard killa, no team
The Fam-o, ammo, is channel
We been hot for a long time like a candle
you can do is check your distribution
My songs in Houston like Scarface produced em
You ain't gotta me, you just mad
I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be
Verse Four: 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
P-Diddy run the city, no pity
I'm the witty one, the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your connect
No respect squeeze off til all y'all
Shootouts for minutes, until we finish
Venice took the loot, escaped, in the
Break bread, with the kiss, Peniro, sheek
Black Rob joined the mob, it ain't no him
Niggaz up, we just macin them
placin them in funerals, criminals turned
The Brick City, nobody come off like
Business rise, I men
Hide money on the Island Cayman, just betray men
You screamin, I position,
day in the life of the Comission
Chorus 2X w/ talking
Aiyyo, can you hear me out
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can me out there
That's good, it's all up now
Y'all know it's all up now right?
What the fuck y'all gonna do
What I'ma do
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