Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot Dead

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

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

Yo, makin' of cash money, feel the drama drop
CREAM of the crop, I it hot
Feel the rhyme in it, dominant, fake ass
fuck the wine, get ya mind open
So he wanna sail with the six
Cork his thought, to muzzle, chase a trouble, pass, guzzle
It's lookin' bad, every fuckin' thing that he had
Osirus, ass computer virus
The vintage fighter, United
to be the finest heavyweight, walkin' Empire State
Livin' lavish, but in of lust
Funds way to the tongues, no excuse for bigger
Rendevous makin' moves, the physical
Hypin' fright, and excite, my P. defender
Rended you in comp, like a hundred niggas when they
get stomped, what?

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Yo, watch when brothers get ill, I knew
Pain and repurcuss', bust, bust, no
Rush in position to blaze, bustin'
Circumstance put you in a panic, ya cannon
Fox 5, got ya hangin' from the
Where the debris trunks, pieces of lead up ya body
In six to avenge what it is, a brother gets shell shocked
Figure paradox
The tense, relentless, never end
The scandal was assault and bust the
Brothers that fought, at
the 'ment, just to free up butts
Lookin' and to livin' it up
Five/six deep, followin' and ordernents
Weapon supply, fugitive spies,
Smoke screen, three brothers done lost their
From the team, while gettin' get up in the government scheme

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

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