Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shots

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches
I only fucks wit' my niggas, my
So we them killas, killas

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

I'm the DeGafo, boss of New York
Cover my mouth when I speak, feds watch what I
Throwin' hits at the judges in the courts
thoughts, these streets wit' killas to sport

This is Mafia music to murder you wit', inserted the
Drive-bys, on convertible whips, the verdict is
4/5th, burnin' my fist, pullin' shades down, murderous
Anonymous threats, blueprints designin' ya

Organize crime times, a bomb in ya Lex
Fadam or Begetz, killas climb in ya rest
Two nines left a dime in his vest, sometimes in his chest
Crime scenes covered in tape, blood in the

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

Aiyo, we big shots, we big
And we fucked all ya bitches, ya bitches
I only fucks wit my niggas, my
So we them killas, killas

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

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

Five years in the pen, from friends
I'm only 21, kept the and gun
Blow in ya face, stab you below ya
The type to chase death, faces of death

the Henny, pray, let the Lord forgive me
I I spit hot like the Devil was in me
Claimin' my church, the type to put 'woke' in the
If my gun jerk, more holes in ya

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

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

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

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

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