Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and your jaw drop?
She talks in riddles, and of tickles your soft spot
You see her in the club. She treats you like a
She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in
Your day dreamin' of getting her in the alone
Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone
And peepin', and the reason is she knows
Theres a demon in between your legs with a of its own
Now, a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones
Y'all start speakin', she the number to your phone
And next weekend you invite her to your
You weren't thinking. You got played by a pro
a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Doe or a Lucy
Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm you to be wise
I she's a cutie, but there's power in that coochie
Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy

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She's a big shot. You know your dream
She knows how to use her looks to take of the world
a big shot. You thought you could school her
She dissed you like you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual
She's a big shot. She touch your ruler
so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser
She's a big shot. eyes are glued to her behind
You know her steeze, but you fall for it every

Now, what about that popular school
The always have been, always will be kid?
The class valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders autorgraphs
The letter on the jacket. Medal the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit the bottle
When he walks he waddles, and he ain't lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took girlfriend to prom
He's in your life everyday, and you can't 'til he's gone
But daddy owns a business, so it be long
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a man's song
He's got the most clothes and jewerly to wear
While your looking for a job, he's looking in the
He walks the surrounded by is fan club
Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the when he stands up
He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed
he has a party, everyone's invited except you
And your crew. And there really ain't nothin' can do
He's in state, city, and town, as long as they got a school

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a big shot. Thick knot in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send your whole to college
a big shot. Testosterone thirsty
Hallway fahter figure his masculianity stained on his jersey
He's a big shot. I.B. whiz-kid
Braggin' about a big dick, chick and this chick
a big shot..

My favorites are rappers, the egoistical
The that never clap for your set, they think you're whacker
Than them 'cause the masters
I bet disaster is caused in their mind when you
and plaster their shut with a fat verse
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A for laughter
He's he's live. But he's only that word backwards
After he dies, you can the ladder, start a chapter
Art capture finally.
But while he breathes, m.c.'s don;t flatter him
Add a tad if his acrobatical
To his genteically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' in battles
That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' team sucks
Said you dream of choking him with mic cord
Instead, he your mind straight out your head
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry
As it makes a parody of passion
You friends you think he's tight
but secretly, you hope his won't be lasting
'Cause he's an asshole. But you know got nice sound
You know what else? Your looking at him now

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I'm a big shot. Don't front, you know you me
Girls never wash their hands they get a chance to touch me
I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a
But put me in a room with your idols and make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me
The way we can do a song is if somebody pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
The thing to ever happen in the history of hip hop