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

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

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

1]
Yeah Yeah, It's Ya' Boy Boy, to 'em
I think maybe the steroids is finally to him
Or maybe people Believing all the Hard raps
Or maybe it's the tank top with the Bra
Maybe he's really beleiving a thieve'n
like the dude he stole his from
ain't the same none
Nothing's hardbody him, He's like Puddin'
So we all beat off all his white Goodmen
Now I can and just wait his team dissolve
Or I can go and get ya thick (Broad) No involved
I get you offed for a clip, No fiends
or we can it one further, get queens invovled
Where they know he never went to Jail, Never a banger
He went to bootcamp, not in pop with the
Sorta' Yayo who stayed in D.C
and you can ask up in D.C
But I he's a tough guy now, The Kids Free
but doing that kind of Jail time is
but not beneath me, Really I gives a fuck
I put the whole Unit on the next Nip & Tuck (But!)
to keep his dudes in cheek, I keep it real him
banks in the face and he still with 'em
Don't 'bout me putting clips in the forty
to pistol whip Lloyd fifty'll do it for me

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

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 Game
thought by now the asswhole would have a a heart
Especially since I got the tape of this on change of Heart
Teary eyed his shorty had a change of Heart
But I smell something fishy, a con in the Air
Slacks, His tongue pierced, Streaks in his Hair
Who's he With? Keep saying shit
And ya' body will take the tour Reagan's did
Still trying to get a buzz, Embarassed, The Hurtin'
Reachin', He's losin' his head, Nick Birkman
And far as & Buck, I'm done duscussing 'em (Why?)
I only beef Nigga's who own Publishing
you a bum, and you almost done
Same artist you dissing exactly's become
Saw him at Summer Jam, and all he did was
Walked on stage, all you heard was Cheers (Man, Ya'll don't get it)
be Singin' No More, You a queen, No More
And he even step foot in queens no more
Selling his soul, Banks, Don't be proud of Ya'
Now we all see the of the dollar

You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to up Ya' Mouth
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
Had to prove it to the
Had to Have the last word that
You Know what about
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?