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 it, if you do you're 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
hold me back so you say I died

It's incredible, I came to life
I let 'em bury me without my mic
I keep breathing, stop that breath
Now everybody's about Too $hort's death
Am I a zombie, or something
I'm not Casper, I mack all the
Oaktown is the only way
I catch a new every day

It's not the Yellow Road
It's called the 'Foothill
Stand on your toes, make your heels go
Three times, no place like home
So why you wanna me all alone
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 just

So as the word turns, I'm a soul
I even heard a 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 on the evening news"
And that's bad, it's not even
I my momma like this, "Let's sue"
So times, I heard I died
I I'm like a cat and I got nine lives
I'm the P L A Y E R
I lay bunnies, like Heffner

I'm her flavor, saucy
I lay back and let the freak toss me
Even if she don't like serving a
I'm still living, so do it again
I keep rapping, as hell
'Cause your rumors my records sell
If you continue, I'll be rich
Riding town going bitch!

People say, "Too Short can't rap"
Now I drive a and my bank 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 on the freeway in the earthquake
Say I'm washed up, say I'm
But the fact still I'm better than you

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

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

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

Right about now I you need a
Too Short to get you through the day
Oaktown style is the way
I came up, and now I've
To rock this mic I can't no more
And that's game, straight pop the
MC rapper from the West

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