Luyện nghe bài hát Dead or Alive

I heard there was a rumor Too was dead
Walked in the house and got shot in the
I know you don't believe it, if you do you're
How can I die and it all night long?
I'm Too Short baby, spit rap
I put Oakland, on the map
so hard, got you telling lies
Can't me back so you say I died

It's incredible, I came back to
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I keep breathing, stop that breath
Now everybody's talking Too $hort's death
Am I a zombie, or close?
I'm not Casper, I mack all the
Oaktown is the only way
I catch a new freak day

not the Yellow Brick Road
It's called the Strip'
Stand on your toes, make your heels go
Three times, it's no place like
So why you wanna bury me all
I bring a new meaning to rap
Dead or Alive, I'm Born to Mack
Always on the pop charts, straight
I'm not dead, I'm just

So as the turns, I'm a living soul
I heard a rumor that I overdosed
I'm not a reincarnation of old
Like King Tut I was in gold
Why you wanna cry when I'm living?
got out and the rumors started spreading
My momma, one night
Said, "Todd, are you all

The whole family's got the Too Short
I heard it last night on the news"
And that's bad, it's not even
I my momma like this, "Let's sue"
So many times, I heard I
I guess I'm like a cat and I got lives
I'm the P L A Y E R
I lay bunnies, like Hugh

I'm her flavor, kinda
I lay back and let the young freak me
Even if she don't serving a pimp
I'm still living, so let's do it
I rapping, hard as hell
'Cause your make my records sell
If you continue, I'll be rich
Riding around going bitch!

always say, "Too Short can't rap"
Now I drive a Benz and my is fat
It's crap, put a 'C' on a rhyme
nothing left homie but a scandalous crime
I'm the damn rapper you could ever hate
Say I on the freeway in the earthquake
Say I'm up, say I'm through
But the fact still stands I'm than you

You got rhymes? I got more
I take you on a trip to my rappin'
You find rhymes and raps, poems and
Way raps than any rapper could rap
if you rap like me, he wouldn't have to be
Weak on the mic my boy MC
It don't stop, to the funky
I know you dancing with a real big freak

I can't dance, but I sure can
I a million, in '89
And if you didn't know baby, the 90's now
Old Dog got a new breakdown
I went to Miko's, candy paint
Now I'm doing things that the suckers
If I was dead, they'd call it 'Dead Man's
But on the real, Dog is back

Funk funky, off the
I'm still living, so let's do it
It's incredible, if I die
I let 'em bury me without my mic
I a new meaning, to underground rap
or alive, I'm still Born to Mack
I say, "What's up" to my in Santa Rita

Right now I know you need a
Too Short to get you through the day
Oaktown style is the way
I up, and now I've sworn
To rock this mic till I no more
And that's game, straight pop the
MC rapper from the Coast

Too Short, or alive
I still on the Eastside
'Cause I how it all began
House parties in Oakland
Now on the pop charts, still rapping
I'm not dead, I'm just