Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Look at Shorty

Yo finesse,
[lf] yeah yeah,
Why you tell this boy
How you was back in the day poetry

finesse]
Yeah, it out
Let's go down a few let's say way down
I used to lounge and say rhymes in the playground
I'ma show you how I used to do
I was wearin pro keds with crazy fat
as a child, things didn't come easier
I wrote rhymes, while other kids ? ? ?
I was set, determined to in rap
Brothers got - I didn't have time for that
I was rowdy, I say violent though
Got my respect and props at the talent
And at the jams and the I went to
used to say, "yo shorty got potential"
I on the stage with authority and confindence
Got claps and cheers, and stupid compliments
I deep down felt, I needed no help
To gain my wealth, so I out for self
None was never foolin me, was cool with me
My rap ingenuity I to school with me
So in high school, I admit, I could rhyme
Brothers got mad cause they flow like I could
I was swift this, so brothers couldn't get with this
Niggaz was so weak on the mic, it was
You was stupid to try to step to run
You usually got burnt and stomped durin
Cause I was able, to keep the rhyme
And please the crowd I was bangin on a table
So as the passed, and the months zoomed
I was the funkiest rapper in the
I was funky the way I kicked and tell
Take on mc's, and stomp em before the rings
Usin my to take out contestants
"was you on the mic? " stupid question
So you know I was far from a
Even doe used to front on me sayin
"get from under the shorty, you're not a known rhymer"
Give me the mic and step off, you old timer
And shut the hell up my skills are developed
Funky for my age, but my will never swell up
I got on the scene, with a rougher rap
And brothers sayin, "who the fuck was that? "
The new comer, I got numbers
I was the event, at the jams every summer
I was, and sturdy, plus I used to rhyme dirty
Get in trouble for out after 9:30
I was a kid with a mic was runnin shit
Had to come and take mine after punishment
Cause it came to rhymin, I was a hot beginner
I used to take out and all the top contenders
The skills I had, I used to flip and
I was servin brothers I worked in a resteraunt
I was the type, to spark and troops
on everybody and win except mom dukes
I didn't need a 40, to prove I was
Cause even as a kid, said, "look at shorty!"

* cut and scratch "look at shorty!" - dj smooth *