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 wrong
How can I die and it all night long?
I'm Too baby, spit that rap
I put Oakland, on the map
It's so hard, got you lies
Can't hold me so you say I died

It's incredible, I came back to
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I keep breathing, don't that breath
Now talking about Too $hort's death
Am I a zombie, or something
I'm not Casper, I mack all the
style is the only way
I a new freak every day

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

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

The whole family's got the Too blues
I heard it last night on the news"
And that's bad, it's not true
I told my like this, "Let's sue"
So times, I heard I died
I guess I'm a cat and I got nine lives
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 freak me
if she don't like serving a pimp
I'm living, so let's do it again
I keep rapping, as hell
'Cause your make my records sell
If you continue, soon be rich
Riding around going bitch!

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

You got rhymes? I got more
I take you on a trip to my rappin'
You find rhymes and raps, and caps
Way more raps than any 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 like dancing a real big freak

I dance, but I sure can rhyme
I a million, in '89
And if you didn't know baby, it's the now
Old Dog got a new breakdown
I to Miko's, fresh candy paint
Now I'm doing things that the can't
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 do it again
It's incredible, if I die
I never let 'em me without 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 Rita

about now I know you need a
Too Short rhyme to get you the day
Oaktown is the only way
I came up, and now sworn
To rock this mic till I can't no
And game, straight pop the most
MC rapper from the Coast

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