Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Fiend Beat

Bitch, funky fresh Oakland, California
Music and it don't stop to the beat, baby

Bitches on my
I can't back, now's the time
All you loud-mouth bitches too much
And you dick teasin' bitches never
I seen long-hair bitches, in stitches
Her hair ain't really but two
All you bald-head hoes in the Oakland
Runnin' around town with curls
Nappy niggas like myself
Get a and say 'Go to hell!'
But a snake, you's the one
You bald-head bitch, you need a
So much when the homies tough
I make a go who never sucks
It ain't life but I just met her
Now I'm 'Bitch, suck better!'
Fuck you, stupid hoe, tell me just you know
I to the party and turned it up
You say 'Ouh, got a dirty mouth!'
But, bitch, I talkin' shit
Mothafuck you, damn bitch
I wanna blowjob and I'm not
it in your mouth till your head starts spinnin'
I'm that nigga answer to
If I say 'Bitch, jump!', what you do
I'm a talkin' conman blowin' your mind
Breakin' you and your at the same time
With a rap comin' out my mouth
And you know damn well what I'm talkin'
I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too
So you, bitch, goddamn ass hoe

The dope fiend
For all you junkies to just

H-E-A-D, I need a doctor for me
To my dick like a vet
To give me head until I
She gotta suck
So I can tell all my homies just she did
She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch to the
I'm Too $hort, I said my name is Too $hort and it stop
I love you bitches for the
I just laugh over and
When the bitch drinks sperm like it's
I straight start aimin', would I
Get back bitch, I wouldn't never
I say she looks so good and so big
But, man oh man, that bitch can
If I wanna I could her
But I can't fuck no-head
don't know that's Too $hort's tip
You might get geed if you don't dick
But I'm so fresh, I'm so
I tell you bitches the way around
If you do me then I do you
So the game jumps up when the bitch is
Soon as I come all in her
I smooth get dressed and out
I'm Too $hort, baby, fresh fresh
One MC, one broken
I tell you, baby, playin' just that
I'm the best of the players to the ice vet
And, bitch, you a bitch
You fastfood and you think you rich
You see, my don't stop when it's on the one
I love to see you when you that thang
real busy at the back of the car
Rollin' down the Skyline
I say 'Bitch, what are you
A big fat in the big East Oakland
I see my homie, he to quit
She was walkin' the street
With a big fat bitch, I'm wrong
He might get every two weeks welfare check
Oakland, California, is the city of
Pimps, pussies, players and
The big Oaktown, the city of
Fresh storewires and
A strip, bitches, freaks
My raps, homeboy, with beats

She's a to the dope fiend beat
All you junkies just

on my mind
I hold back, now it's the time
To bust a nut, right nut, in her jaw
Opened eyes and guess I saw
on my mind
Grabbed the microphone and I started to rhyme
What would life be if it Too $hort
It be nothin' but rappers old New York
But that's not likely and there's no
Bitches like me I'm turnin' it out
I'm here, there,
Sportin' fat gold rope, I'm a player
Recognize game when it's on face
As you dip to the beat and you the bass
Crook it up loud, would be doin'
Pose like a pimp and my rhyme
Some young dosen't like this beat
But a ain't nothin' but a word to me
I can check her, wreck her, or just get
Cut to the house and my maid
You see, she dosen't speak but we don't talk
I call her Lucy and she's juicy, makes your eye balls
We hesitate to make good love
She clean up my house and then me up
So it out, you bitches
I you a story of rags to riches
So check it out, freak
I know you're fine but you look Lassie
Bitch, not a long ago I to hang at the mall
Top floor, baby, all the freaks I
And if they didn't wanna come that shit
I drop a few lines and then call her bitch