Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Trippin

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

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

Like Royal Park, Plymouth Rock, First street and Sunny side
Like 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

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

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

Then one day, just like that, jumped on my tip
You started spreadin rumors, man, said you saw me rappin in
No, I never came to the flatlands
I was chillin the homies on the hill

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

Now Im back on top again, I still stop that rap
Every time I grab the mic, my bankrolls fat
Freaky tales took care of that, you 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 to Mack with the cleanest raps and beats

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

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