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 you just like that
8 years ago when I started to rap I use to tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy Freddy B, yo, it like big players

Everybody 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 house or at the east bay dragon spot
All the 85 boys with their hands in the air
"Too short, just stop"

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

Around 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 that be true
But these are just some times, I aint trippin on you

I aint trippin, keep on talkin, you think Im smokin pipe
I got money, homeboy, I even got some of future wifes
Well, my goes like this, man, I smooth went out on wax
Singin girl, thats your life, funk and short rap
Silky D worked the beat, me down 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 that, homeboy jumped 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 on the hill

I aint trippin but the word went out, Sir Too Short was
really say where 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 it all before
Im makin big bank now, the crowd, I aint trippin no more

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

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

Then you came to my show and stood there so damn
Said, "Too Short, man, you smokin" and Im standin here drapin'
I aint trippin no more, really worth 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