Luyện nghe bài hát Dead or Alive

I there was a rumor Too Short 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, that rap
I put Oakland, on the map
It's so hard, got you telling
hold me back so you say I died

It's incredible, I back to life
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I breathing, don't stop that breath
Now everybody's talking about Too death
Am I a zombie, or something
I'm not Casper, I mack all the
Oaktown is the only way
I catch a new freak day

It's not the Yellow Road
It's the 'Foothill Strip'
Stand on toes, make your heels go click
Three times, it's no place like
So why you bury me all alone
I bring a new to underground rap
Dead or Alive, I'm still to Mack
Always on the pop charts, straight
I'm not dead, I'm macking

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

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

I'm her flavor, kinda
I lay back and let the young toss me
Even if she don't like serving a
I'm living, so let's do it again
I rapping, hard as hell
'Cause your rumors my records sell
If you continue, I'll soon be
around town going bitch!

People always say, "Too can't rap"
Now I drive a Benz and my is fat
like crap, put a 'C' on a rhyme
Ain't nothing homie but a scandalous crime
I'm the best damn rapper you ever hate
Say I died on the freeway in the
Say I'm up, say I'm through
But the fact still stands I'm better you

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

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

funky, off the Parliament
I'm living, so let's do it again
It's incredible, if I die
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I bring a new meaning, to rap
Dead or alive, I'm still to Mack
I say, "What's up" to my homies in Santa

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

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