Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot (G-Unit Diss)

[Joe
Thugs...
It's...It's...It's (What?)
It's on Top Music

You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to open up Ya'
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to it to the crowd
Had to the last word that Night
You Know what everything's
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?

1]
Yeah Yeah, It's Ya' Boy Boy, to 'em
I think the steroids is finally gettin' to him
Or maybe it's Believing all the Hard raps
Or it's the tank top with the Bra Straps
he's really beleiving he's a thieve'n
like the he stole his name from
Dude the same none
hardbody about him, He's like Puddin'
So we all beat off all his white Goodmen
Now I can and just wait till his dissolve
Or I can go and get ya thick (Broad) No involved
I get you for a clip, No fiends involved
or we can it one further, get queens invovled
Where know he never went to Jail, Never over a banger
He went to bootcamp, not in pop with the
Sorta' like who stayed in D.C
and you can ask up in D.C
But I guess he's a guy now, The Kids Free
but doing kind of Jail time is easy
but it's not beneath me, Really I gives a
I could put the whole Unit on the next Nip & (But!)
to keep his in cheek, I keep it real with him
banks in the face and he still with 'em
Don't worry 'bout me clips in the forty
to pistol whip Lloyd fifty'll do it for me

You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
Had to up Ya' Mouth
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to it to the crowd
Had to Have the word that Night
You Know everything's about
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't

2]
Far as the kid game, he lame to say the
mad he from the west, so he diverted to the
All he about, Him and his Man that'll blast pounds
but when you see him, He just dancing in the
I tore apart
thought by now the asswhole have a change a heart
Especially since I got the of this GANGSTA on change of Heart
Teary eyed cause his shorty had a of Heart
But I smell something fishy, a con in the Air
Slacks, His tongue pierced, Streaks Blonde in his
Who's he With? Keep saying shit
And ya' body will take the same Reagan's did
Still trying to get a buzz, Embarassed, The Kid's
Reachin', He's losin' his head, He's Birkman
And far as Banks & Buck, I'm duscussing 'em (Why?)
I only beef with who own Publishing
Curtis you a bum, and you almost
Same you dissing exactly's what become
Saw him at Summer Jam, and all he did was
Walked on stage, all you heard was Chairs/ Cheers (Man, Ya'll get it)
Don't be No More, You a queen, No More
And he can't even step foot in queens no
Selling his soul, Banks, be proud of Ya' Father
Now we all see the power of the

You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to open up Ya'
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to it to the crowd
Had to Have the last word Night
You what everything's about
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't