Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Trippin

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

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

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

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

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

Then one day, just like that, jumped 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 was through
Cant say where it all began, so Ima blamin it all on you
Everybody use to say, "Too Short, dont stop rap"
Now every you see my face, you say Im smokin crack
Oakland, California, I heard it all
Im big bank now, rockin the crowd, I aint trippin no more

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

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

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