Big Shots

King Sun

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    [VERSE 1]
    Once upon a time there was a big diesel kid
    Who just got sprung from a 10 year bid
    10 years is a long time, he left as a pup
    But came out as an adult, about to act up
    Out on the block he played the average street games
    Gamblin, scramblin, just to build up a name
    Pumped a few pockets, he got on the spot
    Not until he bought a Benz did his name get hot
    Out on the streets slingin big rocks on concrete
    Those who tried to play him, they cold got beat
    I mean cold, you dissed him and you just got smoked
    Then he'd take your spot and leave your family broke
    Even five-o was petro and wouldn't even act up
    To give him a ticket, they'd have to call in for back-up
    That's how extra and large the boy got
    Just gettin started in the game of a big shot

    (Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie)

    [VERSE 2]
    It only took two years for all of this to occur
    He met a light-skinned squally and flipped over her
    She was dope alright, but the girl was so young
    Her eyes was so lovely that money was strung
    This kid was 23 and the girl 16
    See, another street king had now found his queen
    And he was runnin things, puttin others in fear
    Makin 20 g's a week, and that's a million a year
    Steppin out to the club with his girl in a mink
    Wearin custom-made jewels and big fat links
    Go upstairs where his place would be set
    With the choice of Dom Perrignon or Moët
    Four soldiers undercover loungin with his brother
    Everybody strapped with a vest and a rubber
    Just in case somebody's girl got hot
    But she was bagged and ragged in the club by a big shot

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    [VERSE 3]
    Spots from the east to the westside he ran
    If money was power, then this kid was He-Man
    Never again would homeboy go thirsty
    Cause he bought a mansion in Patterson New Jersey
    The house that was owned by Lou Castello
    At the age of 25 life was so mellow
    A father of 4, each had different mothers
    That's to my knowledge, might have had others
    Nothin could go wrong, the world was his
    Until one day somebody gave him a quiz
    To see if he was thorough or just a front
    A kid pulled out and got smoked like a blunt
    The brother knew how to react on impact
    Bust him in the shoulders, opened up his back
    Three more to go, what was four deep
    Who were sent on a mission to put him to sleep
    He dipped in a Benz, bein pursued by a van
    Picked up the cellular phone to call his man
    They strapped up and loaded up in the trucks
    With A.K.'s, nines and Uzis, ready to buck
    Now homebody was doin like 100 quick
    Down the block cold jettin and not sweatin conflict
    Bullets were flyin from the van behind him
    His boys were rollin, but they couldn't find him
    The city was large, and they had to think fast
    He had on a vest, but what if he crashed?
    The brother made a right, and what happens then?
    A big yellow sign that read 'dead end'
    Now he could give his soul to the essence to keep
    All of a sudden there were shots from a black jeep
    It was his young girl who met him at the spot
    Cause she was always taught first hand from a big shot

    [VERSE 4]
    19 year old female was so bold
    Her and the homegirls always had ammo
    The brothers in the van just kept on firin
    Deep in the background the sounds of sirens
    The kid in the Benz, got out and got shot
    Caught two in the leg, and the leg was real hot
    He fell to the ground with no strenght to run
    The clip was empty in his automatic gun
    The girl in the jeep had blocked off the street
    Tryin to save a big shot from defeat
    Crazy gunfire last for a while
    But then came the trucks with the Bigfoot style
    A.K.'s and Uzis weighed more than tons
    Killed the three brothers that tried to run
    The ones who lived were arrrested by the cops
    But the charges were dropped, the judges were paid by big shots

    [VERSE 5]
    Listen, it's not hard to take charge
    Life of a big shot is extra large
    Strictly do or die, makin moves direct
    Cause a big shot will always get just due respect
    From east to west coast, mainly minorities
    Make enough money to buy the authorities
    Dollars are chill when the women are real hot
    So no matter what, you'll always remember a big shot

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    Composición: Jose Matos y Sun Born

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