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
Some say it was the
said it was our brothers on the block

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

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Yo, watch when brothers get ill, I knew
and repurcuss', bust, bust, no discuss
Rush in to blaze, stard bustin'
Circumstance put you in a panic, ya cannon
Fox 5, got ya hangin' 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 assault and bust the
Brothers fought, at ease
the 'ment, just to free up butts
Lookin' forward and to it up
Five/six deep, followin' and ordernents
supply, fugitive spies, subordinants
Smoke screen, three brothers done lost their
From the team, gettin' get caught up in the government scheme

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Yo, brace the armor, face the cap slugs in back
We escape, through the labryinth,
is skilled decision, act of precision
The coke was depth bein' the only one
Couldn't divide the rules skated the jewels
Lay low pesos, chronic and blow
Add a couple stunts, and his got cold
Headed for the block when he drove his Rolls
Seen and heard, yo, word, give me the
Point blank at the tank, empty clip at the
Slow your roll, the pain was too to run
Knew that his time come, top issue
by a government official
The in blue, Paparazzi circled the block
Rounded up six whose phones were tapped
frontin', nobody knew nothin', yo!

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