Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that walks in of you and makes your jaw drop?
She in riddles, and sort 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 crew in love
Your day dreamin' of her in the bedroom alone
Straight feedin', You's beg like a dog for the
And peepin', and the reason is she knows
Theres a demon in between your legs a mind of its own
Now, a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones
Y'all speakin', she grabs the number to your phone
And next you invite her to your home
You even thinking. You got played by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green
Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a
Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be
I know she's a cutie, but there's 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 advantage of the
a big shot. You thought you could school her
She dissed you you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor
She's a big shot. She wouldn't touch your
so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser
She's a big shot. Your eyes are to her behind
You know her steeze, but you fall for it time

Now, what about that popular school
The always been, always will be cool kid?
The class valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders autorgraphs
The letter on the jacket. around the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He dates models. Drinks his Summit from the bottle
When he he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and your girlfriend to prom
He's in your life everyday, and you wait 'til he's gone
But daddy owns a business, so it be long
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and a rich man's song
got the most expensive clothes and jewerly to wear
While looking for a job, he's looking in the mirror
He walks the surrounded by is fan club
Starts fads, trends, and hits the ceiling 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 ain't nothin' y'all can do
in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a school

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

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

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I'm a big shot. front, you know you love me
Girls never wash their hands after they get a chance to me
I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a
But put me in a room with your and I'll make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can nobody me
The only way we can do a song is if pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
The best thing to ever happen in the of hip hop