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 wrong
How can I die and rock it all long?
I'm Too baby, spit 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 came to life
I never let 'em me without my mic
I keep breathing, don't stop breath
Now everybody's about 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

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

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

The whole got the Too Short blues
I it last night on the evening news"
And that's bad, it's not true
I told my 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, Hugh Heffner

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 do it again
I keep rapping, hard as
'Cause your rumors my records sell
If you continue, I'll be rich
around town going bitch!

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

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

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 went to Miko's, fresh candy
Now I'm doing that the suckers can't
If I was dead, call it 'Dead Man's Rap'
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 let 'em bury me without my mic
I bring a new meaning, to rap
Dead or alive, I'm Born to Mack
I say, "What's up" to my homies in Rita

Right about now I you need a
Too Short rhyme to get you the day
Oaktown is the only way
I up, and now I've sworn
To rock mic till I can't no more
And that's game, pop the most
MC rapper from the West

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