Luyện nghe bài hát Dead or Alive

I heard there was a Too Short was dead
Walked in the house and got shot in the
I you don't believe it, if you do you're wrong
How can I die and rock it all long?
I'm Too Short baby, that rap
I put Oakland, on the map
It's so hard, got you lies
Can't me back so you say I died

incredible, I came back 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 style is the way
I catch a new every day

It's not the Yellow Brick
It's called the Strip'
Stand on toes, make your heels go click
Three times, it's no place like
So why you wanna bury me all
I a new meaning to underground rap
Dead or Alive, I'm still Born to
on the pop charts, straight rapping
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 reincarnation of old
Like King Tut I was in gold
Why you wanna cry I'm still 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 heard it last on the evening news"
And that's bad, it's not true
I told my momma this, "Let's sue"
So many times, I 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, Hugh Heffner

I'm her flavor, kinda
I lay and let the young freak toss me
Even if she don't like 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
around town going bitch!

People always say, "Too Short rap"
Now I drive a and my bank is fat
It's crap, put a 'C' on a rhyme
Ain't left homie but a scandalous crime
I'm the best damn rapper you ever hate
Say I died on the in the earthquake
Say I'm washed up, say I'm
But the fact stands I'm better than you

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

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

funky, off the Parliament
I'm still living, so let's do it
incredible, even if I die
I let 'em bury me without my mic
I bring a new meaning, to rap
Dead or alive, I'm still Born to
I say, "What's up" to my homies in Santa

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

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