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

1]
Yeah Yeah, It's Ya' Boy Boy, to 'em
I think the steroids is finally gettin' to him
Or maybe people Believing all the Hard raps
Or maybe the tank top with the Bra Straps
Maybe he's really he's a thieve'n
like the dude he stole his name
ain't the same none
Nothing's hardbody about him, like Puddin'
So can't we all 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 take it one further, get queens
Where they know he never to Jail, Never over a banger
He went to bootcamp, not in pop the Gansgters
Sorta' Yayo who stayed in D.C
and you can ask up in D.C
But I guess he's a tough guy now, The Free
but doing that of Jail time is easy
but it's not 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
punched banks in the face and he with 'em
worry 'bout me putting clips in the forty
to pistol Lloyd when fifty'll do it for me

You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
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, Didn't
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 to the East
All he talk about, Him and his Man blast pounds
but when you see him, He just dancing in the
I tore apart
thought by now the asswhole would have a a heart
Especially since I got the tape of GANGSTA on change of Heart
eyed cause 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 the same tour Reagan's did
Still trying to get a buzz, Embarassed, The Hurtin'
Reachin', He's losin' his head, He's Nick
And far as & Buck, I'm done duscussing 'em (Why?)
I only with Nigga's who own Publishing
Curtis you a bum, and you almost
Same artist you exactly's what 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)
Don't be No More, You a queen, No More
And he can't even 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, Didn't
Had to prove it to the
Had to Have the last word Night
You Know what about
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?