Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shots

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches
I only wit' my niggas, my niggas
So we true-to-life killas, killas

We 'Other People Money', they money
And then we all the cars, the cars
Man 'em on chrome, chrome
Besides that yo we stars, we

I'm the Gafo DeGafo, boss of New
my mouth when I speak, feds watch what I talk
Throwin' at the judges in the criminal courts
Criminal thoughts, these wit' killas to sport

This is Mafia music to murder you wit', the clips
Drive-bys, on whips, the verdict is this
4/5th, burnin' my fist, pullin' shades down, bitch
Anonymous threats, blueprints ya death

Organize times, throw a bomb in ya Lex
or Begetz, killas might climb in ya rest
Two nickel nines left a dime in his vest, sometimes in his
Crime covered in tape, blood in the gates

Black robes, funeral homes, 'ya wake
Kidnap, as children, to be rulin'
'Other Money', we kill men

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we done all ya bitches, ya bitches
I fucks wit my niggas, my niggas
So we true-to-life killas, killas

We takin' 'Other People Money', they
And we buyin' all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome,
that yo we stars, we stars

My goods pull, like Sammy the
Sin'll pop you, D.O.A.'ll you
Mafia style, me? Body a child
When I get locked, it's Gotti on trial

Five years in the pen, separated from
I'm only 21, the shakers and gun
Blow in ya face, stab you ya waist
The type to chase death, like faces of

Sippin' the Henny, pray, let the forgive me
I know I spit hot the Devil was in me
my church, the type to put 'woke' in the church
If my gun jerk, holes in ya shirt

Bustin' my gun, who you know fuck wit'
Put six in ya burners, I feelin' you son
the bull, ya ain't got guns to pull
Ya yappin', ain't enough gun clappin'

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches
I fucks wit my niggas, my niggas
So we them true-to-life killas,

We takin' 'Other People Money', they
And then we all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome,
Besides yo we stars, we stars

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we done fucked all ya bitches, ya
I only wit my niggas, my niggas
So we true-to-life killas, killas

We takin' 'Other People Money', they
And then we buyin' all the cars, the
Man bump 'em on chrome,
that yo we stars, we stars