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

1]
Yeah Yeah, It's Ya' Boy Boy, to 'em
I think maybe the steroids is finally to him
Or maybe it's 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 his name from
Dude ain't the same
Nothing's about him, He's like Puddin'
So can't we all off all his white Goodmen
Now I can and just wait his team dissolve
Or I can go and get ya thick (Broad) No Screens
I get you offed for a clip, No fiends
or we can take it one further, get invovled
Where they know he never to Jail, Never over a banger
He went to bootcamp, not in pop the Gansgters
like 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 kind of Jail time is easy
but it's not beneath me, Really I gives a
I could put the whole on the next Nip & Tuck (But!)
to keep his dudes in cheek, I keep it with him
punched banks in the and he still with 'em
worry 'bout me putting clips in the forty
to pistol whip Lloyd when do it for me

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 it to the crowd
Had to Have the word that Night
You Know what 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 to say the least
mad he the west, so he diverted to the East
All he about, Him and his Man that'll blast pounds
but when you see him, He just in the Background
I tore Game
thought by now the would have a change a heart
Especially I got the tape of this GANGSTA 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 Playing With? saying shit
And ya' body will take the same Reagan's did
trying to get a buzz, Embarassed, The Kid's Hurtin'
Reachin', He's losin' his head, He's Birkman
And far as & Buck, I'm done duscussing 'em (Why?)
I only beef with who own Publishing
Curtis you a bum, and you done
Same artist you dissing exactly's become
Saw him at Jam, and all he did was stare
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 step foot in queens no more
Selling his soul, Banks, Don't be proud of Ya'
Now we all see the power of the

You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
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, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?