Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw
She in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot
You see her in the club. She you like a scrub
She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole in love
Your day dreamin' of getting her in the alone
Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone
And peepin', and the reason is she knows
Theres a demon in your legs with a mind of its own
Now, you're a weakling, with hormones
Y'all start speakin', she grabs the to your phone
And next weekend you invite her to home
You weren't even thinking. You got by a pro
She's a big shot. lips, nice legs, green eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only with three guys
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Doe or a Lucy
Her looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise
I know she's a cutie, but there's power in that
Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, Levi's

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a big shot. You know your dream girl
She knows how to use her to take advantage of the world
She's a big shot. You thought you school her
She dissed you you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor
a big shot. She wouldn't touch your ruler
She's so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, and abuser
a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her behind
You know her steeze, but you fall for it every

Now, what about that school kid?
The always have been, will be cool kid?
The class valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' autorgraphs
The on the jacket. Medal around the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit from the
When he walks he waddles, and he never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took your girlfriend to
in your life everyday, and you can't wait 'til he's gone
But daddy owns a business, so it won't be
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a rich song
He's got the most expensive and jewerly to wear
While your looking for a job, he's in the mirror
He walks the halls by is fan club
Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the ceiling he stands up
He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed
he has a party, everyone's invited except you
And crew. And there really ain't nothin' y'all can do
in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a school

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He's a big shot. Thick in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send your whole to college
He's a big shot. thirsty
Hallway fahter figure with his stained on his jersey
He's a big shot. I.B. class
Braggin' about a big dick, that chick and chick
a big shot..

My favorites are rappers, the bastards
The people that never clap for your set, they think you're
Than them 'cause the masters
I bet disaster is caused in their when you rhyme
and plaster their shut with a fat verse
To him you're a hazard. matter. A reason for laughter
He's preachin' live. But he's only that word backwards
After he dies, you can climb the ladder, a chapter
Art you'll finally.
But while he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even him
Add a tad if his arrogance
To his engineered emotional pattern of tearin' kids in battles
That'll why he mean mugs. He told ya' your team sucks
you dream of choking him with that mic cord
Instead, he blows your mind straight out your
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry
As it makes a parody of passion
You friends you think he's tight
but secretly, you hope his career be lasting
'Cause he's an asshole. But you he's got nice sound
You what else? Your looking at him right now

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I'm a big shot. front, you know you love me
Girls never wash hands after they get a chance to touch me
I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a
But put me in a room with your and I'll make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me
The only way we can do a is if somebody pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
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