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 sort of tickles soft spot
You see her in the club. She you like a scrub
She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in
day dreamin' of getting her in the bedroom alone
Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone
And she's peepin', and the is she knows
Theres a in between your legs with a mind of its own
Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed hormones
Y'all start speakin', she grabs the to your phone
And next you invite her to your home
You weren't thinking. You got played by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only with three guys
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a
Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm you to be wise
I know she's a cutie, but there's power in coochie
those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's

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She's a big shot. You your dream girl
She knows how to use her to take advantage of the world
She's a big shot. You thought you 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
She's so beutiful. A but cruel looter, user and abuser
She's a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her
You her steeze, but you fall for it every time

Now, what that popular school kid?
The always been, always will be cool kid?
The class president valedictorian. "A plus", star
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders
The letter on the jacket. around the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only models. Drinks his Summit from the bottle
When he walks he waddles, and he ain't never lost a
He put you in the locker, and your girlfriend to prom
He's in life everyday, and you can't wait '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 expensive clothes and to wear
While your for a job, he's looking in the mirror
He walks the halls 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 really ain't nothin' y'all can do
He's in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a

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

My are rappers, the egoistical bastards
The people that never for your set, they think you're whacker
Than them they're the masters
I bet is caused in their mind when you rhyme
and plaster their jaws shut with a fat
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for
He's preachin' he's live. But he's only that backwards
he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter
Art you'll finally.
But while he breathes, m.c.'s even flatter him
Add a tad if his arrogance
To his genteically engineered pattern of tearin' kids in battles
That'll explain why he mean mugs. He ya' your team sucks
Said you dream of him with that mic cord
Instead, he blows mind straight out your head
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry
As it makes a parody of your
You tell friends you think he's
but secretly, you hope his career be lasting
'Cause he's an asshole. But you know he's got sound
You know what Your looking at him right now

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I'm a big shot. front, you know you love me
Girls never their hands after 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 I'll make 'em look
I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me
The only way we can do a song is if somebody me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
The thing to ever happen in the history of hip hop