Luyện nghe bài hát Dead or Alive

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

It's incredible, I came to life
I never let 'em bury me my mic
I breathing, don't stop that breath
Now everybody's talking about Too death
Am I a zombie, or something
I'm not Casper, I mack all the
Oaktown style is the way
I catch a new freak day

It's not the Yellow Brick
called the 'Foothill Strip'
Stand on your toes, make your heels go
Three times, it's no place home
So why you bury me all alone
I bring a new meaning to 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 heard a rumor that I overdosed
I'm not a reincarnation of old
Like King Tut I was buried in
Why you wanna cry I'm still living?
got out and the rumors started spreading
My momma, one night
Said, "Todd, are you all

The family's got the Too Short blues
I heard it last night on the news"
And that's bad, it's not even
I my momma like this, "Let's sue"
So many times, I heard I
I guess I'm like a cat and I got nine
I'm the P L A Y E R
I lay bunnies, Hugh Heffner

I'm her flavor, saucy
I lay back and let the young toss me
Even if she don't serving a pimp
I'm still living, so do it again
I rapping, hard as hell
'Cause your make my records sell
If you continue, I'll be rich
Riding town going bitch!

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

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

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

funky, off the Parliament
I'm living, so let's do it again
It's incredible, if I die
I never let 'em 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 know you a
Too rhyme to get you through the day
style is the only way
I came up, and now I've
To rock this mic I can't no more
And game, straight pop the most
MC from the West Coast

Too Short, or alive
I still on the Eastside
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