Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot Dead

[Intro:
it out... check it out..
Yo.. yo... yo

[Chorus x2:
Little Walker Red, 2 to the head
Big shot, slingin' crack and rocks, found
say it was the cops
Mothers said it was our on the block

Yo, makin' stacks of cash money, feel the drama
CREAM of the crop, I it hot
Feel the in it, dominant, fake ass talkin'
Muthafuckas fuck the wine, get ya mind
So he wanna sail with the six
Cork his thought, shit to muzzle, chase a trouble, pass,
It's lookin' bad, every fuckin' thing that he had
Osirus, ass computer virus
The fighter, Johnny United
Claim to be the finest heavyweight, walkin' State
Livin' lavish, but in exaggerate of
Funds way to the tongues, no excuse for guns
makin' moves, the physical endevour
Hypin' fright, and excite, my P. defender
Rended you in comp, a hundred niggas when they stomp
Muthafuckas get stomped,

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Yo, watch brothers get ill, I knew that
and repurcuss', bust, bust, no discuss
Rush in position to blaze, bustin'
Circumstance put you in a panic, hold ya
Fox 5, got ya from the wire
Where the trunks, pieces of lead heat up ya body
In six to avenge what it is, when a brother shell shocked
enemies paradox
The tense, relentless, end this
The scandal was and bust the vault
Brothers fought, at ease
Crash the 'ment, just to up butts
forward and to livin' it up
Five/six deep, followin' Jeeps and
Weapon supply, fugitive spies,
screen, three brothers done lost their lives
From the team, while gettin' get caught up in the government

x2]

Yo, brace the armor, face the cap in your back
We escape, the labryinth, hope
is skilled decision, act of precision
The coke was bein' the only one left
Couldn't the rules skated with the jewels
Lay low with pesos, and blow
Add a couple stunts, and his got cold
straight for the block when he drove his Rolls
Seen and heard, yo, word, give me the
Point at the tank, empty clip at the dour
your roll, the pain was too immense to run
Knew that his would come, top issue
Branded by a official
The boys in blue, Paparazzi the block
Rounded up six whose phones were tapped
Still frontin', nobody nothin', yo!

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