Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw
She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your spot
You see her in the club. She treats you a scrub
She ain't trippin' off you, she got whole crew in love
Your day dreamin' of her in the bedroom alone
Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone
And she's peepin', and the is she knows
a demon in between your legs with a mind of its own
Now, a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones
Y'all start speakin', she the number to your phone
And next weekend you invite her to your
You weren't thinking. You got played by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, legs, green eyes
advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three guys
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a
Her innocent are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise
I know she's a cutie, but there's in that coochie
Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, Levi's

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She's a big shot. You know your girl
She knows how to use her looks to advantage of the world
She's a big shot. You thought you could her
She dissed you like you were neutered, and you to go get a sexual tutor
She's a big shot. She touch your ruler
She's so beutiful. A cute but looter, user and abuser
She's a big shot. Your eyes are to her behind
You know her steeze, but you for it every time

Now, what that popular school kid?
The always have been, always will be cool
The president valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders
The letter on the jacket. Medal the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit the bottle
he walks he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took your girlfriend to
He's in your life everyday, and you can't wait 'til gone
But daddy owns a business, so it won't be
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and a rich man's song
He's got the most expensive clothes and 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, hoggin', pig headed fool
When he has a party, everyone's invited you
And your crew. And there really ain't nothin' can do
He's in state, city, and town, as long as they got a school

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He's a big shot. knot in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send whole family to college
He's a big shot. thirsty
Hallway fahter figure with his masculianity on his jersey
a big shot. I.B. class whiz-kid
Braggin' about a big dick, chick and this chick
a big shot..

My are rappers, the egoistical bastards
The people that never for your set, they think you're whacker
Than them they're the masters
I bet disaster is in their mind when you rhyme
and plaster jaws shut with a fat verse
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for
He's preachin' he's live. But he's only that word
he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter
Art capture finally.
But while he breathes, m.c.'s even flatter him
Add a tad if his acrobatical
To his genteically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' in battles
That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' your sucks
Said you dream of choking him with that mic
Instead, he blows your mind straight out your
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry
As it makes a parody of passion
You tell friends you think tight
but secretly, you hope his career be lasting
'Cause an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound
You know else? Your looking at him right now

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I'm a big shot. Don't front, you you love me
Girls never wash their 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 with your idols and I'll make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me
The only way we can do a song is if pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
The best thing to ever happen in the of hip hop