Luyện nghe bài hát Dead or Alive

I heard there was a rumor Too Short was
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 rock it all night
I'm Too baby, spit that rap
I put Oakland, on the map
It's so hard, got you telling
Can't hold me so you say I died

It's incredible, I back to life
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I keep breathing, don't stop 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
It's called the 'Foothill
Stand on your toes, make your heels go
Three times, it's no like home
So why you bury 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 macking

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

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

I'm her flavor, kinda
I lay back and let the freak toss me
if she don't like serving a pimp
I'm living, so let's do it again
I rapping, hard as hell
'Cause your rumors my records sell
If you continue, soon be rich
around town going bitch!

People always say, "Too can't rap"
Now I a Benz and my bank is fat
It's crap, put a 'C' on a rhyme
Ain't nothing homie but a scandalous crime
I'm the damn rapper you could ever hate
Say I on the freeway in the earthquake
Say I'm washed up, say I'm
But the fact stands I'm better than you

You got rhymes? Well I got
I take you on a to my rappin' 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 real big

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 Dog got a new breakdown
I went to Miko's, fresh paint
Now I'm doing things that the can't
If I was dead, they'd it 'Dead Man's Rap'
But on the real, Dog is back

funky, off the Parliament
I'm still living, so do it again
incredible, even if I die
I let 'em bury me without 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 is the only way
I came up, and now I've
To rock this mic till I can't no
And that's game, straight pop the
MC from the West Coast

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