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 when I to rap I use to sell tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy Freddy B, yo, it like big players

Everybody loved my 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 boys their hands in the air screamin
"Too short, dont stop"

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

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

I aint trippin, keep on talkin, you Im smokin that pipe
I got money, homeboy, I even got some of your wifes
Well, my story goes this, man, I smooth went out on wax
girl, thats your life, female funk and short rap
Silky D worked the beat, kicked me down cold
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, homeboy on my tip
You spreadin rumors, man, said you saw me rappin in jail
No, I never came to the flatlands
I was chillin with the homies on the

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

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

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

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