Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Trippin

I was not long ago, "Too short, dont stop that rap"
Now every time I grab the mic I rock you just that
8 ago when I started to rap I use to sell tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy Freddy B, yo, kickin it big players

Everybody loved my raps like 100 bills
I house parties on 98th, even rocked in the 69 vill
Might me on the mic at hot lips house or at the east bay dragon spot
All the 85 boys their hands in the air screamin
"Too short, just stop"

Like Royal Park, like Plymouth Rock, First street and side
Like sobrante park and brookefield, Oakland, yeah, thats right
5 years ago I continued to and if you havent yet heard my name
It was all in the papers, on the news
I was stone cold in the

Around that time, a friend of mine, My Lionel B
Hooked me up like this, yo on the stage rockin the beat
say I have a dirty mind, sometimes that might be true
But are just some dirty times, I aint trippin on you

I aint trippin, keep on talkin, you think Im that pipe
I got money, homeboy, I even got of your future wifes
Well, my goes like this, man, I smooth went out on wax
Singin girl, thats your life, female funk and rap
Silky D worked the beat, kicked me cold cash
I was ridin the bus one day, day, I was on the gas
Everybody loved Too rollin down the strip

Then one day, just like that, homeboy on my tip
You started rumors, man, said you saw me rappin in jail
No, I came down to the flatlands
I was chillin with the homies on the

I aint trippin but the word went out, Sir Too Short was
Cant say where it all began, so Ima blamin it all on you
use to say, "Too Short, dont stop that rap"
Now every you see my face, you say Im smokin crack
Oakland, California, I it all before
Im big bank now, rockin the crowd, I aint trippin no more

Now Im back on top again, I still dont stop rap
time I grab the mic, my bankrolls gettin fat
Freaky tales took of that, you know Im comin up
'Cause every you see my face, Im rollin all so tough
When I the cut, the freaky tales, I started picturin this
I named my album 'Born to Mack with the cleanest raps and

Everything was in, me and Ran kept cashin checks
Next thing I know there you go, guess on my tip?
You said I just got out of jail, jumped right on that pipe
Your boyfriend told you, man, Im smokin every night

Then you came to my show and stood there so damn
Said, "Too Short, man, you smokin" and Im standin here gold
I aint trippin no more, aint worth my time
So to squash it off, I kicked on and wrote you all the rhyme
Benzes rollin, beemers jettin and caddies keep on
You keep talkin all that crap, I aint