Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot (G-Unit Diss)

[Joe
Thugs...
It's...It's...It's (What?)
It's on Top Music

You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
Had to open up Ya'
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
Had to prove it to the
Had to Have the last that Night
You Know what about
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't

1]
Yeah Yeah, It's Ya' Boy Boy, to 'em
I think maybe the is finally gettin' to him
Or maybe it's people Believing all the Hard
Or it's the tank top with the Bra Straps
Maybe really beleiving he's a thieve'n
like the dude he his name from
ain't the same none
Nothing's about him, He's like Puddin'
So can't we all beat off all his white
Now I can and just wait till his team
Or I can go and get ya thick (Broad) No involved
I get you offed for a clip, No fiends
or we can take it one further, get queens
Where know he never went to Jail, Never over a banger
He went to bootcamp, not in pop the Gansgters
Sorta' like Yayo who in D.C
and you can ask up in D.C
But I guess he's a guy now, The Kids Free
but doing kind of Jail time is easy
but it's not beneath me, Really I a fuck
I could put the whole on the next Nip & Tuck (But!)
to his dudes in cheek, I keep it real with him
punched banks in the and he still with 'em
worry 'bout me putting clips in the forty
to pistol whip Lloyd when do it for me

You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
Had to open up Ya'
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to it to the crowd
Had to Have the last that Night
You what everything's about
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?

2]
Far as the kid game, he to say the least
mad he the west, so he diverted to the East
All he talk about, Him and his Man that'll pounds
but when you see him, He just dancing in the
I tore apart
thought by now the asswhole would have a change a
Especially since I got the tape of this on change of Heart
Teary cause his shorty had a change of Heart
But I smell fishy, there's a con in the Air
Slacks, His pierced, Streaks Blonde in his Hair
Who's he Playing With? Keep saying
And ya' body take the same tour Reagan's did
trying to get a buzz, Embarassed, The Kid's Hurtin'
Reachin', He's his head, He's Nick Birkman
And far as Banks & Buck, I'm done 'em (Why?)
I beef with Nigga's who own Publishing
you a bum, and you almost done
Same artist you dissing exactly's what
Saw him at Jam, and all he did was stare
Walked on stage, all you heard was Chairs/ Cheers (Man, don't get it)
be Singin' No More, You a queen, No More
And he can't even step in queens no more
Selling his soul, Banks, Don't be of Ya' Father
Now we all see the power of the

You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to open up Ya'
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't
Had to prove it to the
Had to Have the last word Night
You Know what about
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?
You had to be a big Shot, Ya'?