Luyện nghe bài hát It Don't Stop

Funky on the muthafuckin' microphone, bitch
And it don't to the beat, baby
Oakland, California is in the house,

I you, nobody does it better than Too Short
I got so raps, I know you can't have more
'Cause I up on the mic, I spent my whole life
Writin' raps, at night

And I never would no fake LP's
Sucker don't make no G's
They make weak, weak and need to quit
22 songs and 3 on hit

Frontin' on me like you want
Better a million records, go platinum
'Cause I wouldn't my time on a one-rap rapper
You wanna get with me, you climb that ladder

But you nothin' but a joke
Rappers make money, me why are you broke?
We get paid like a and we get
A brand-new house full of shit

A brand-new car in my driveway
I keep the top down on the highway
Too Short, baby, known
Had a life-long dream to be a

Way too at a younger age
It was everyday, just that pay
12 years later, you're in the game
And you never talk down on a player's

'Cause I'm Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

You see, I'm fresh like always with funky
I say what's up to the brothers on 10th
It's goin' in the Oakland town
Home of the infamous Too Short

So keep your jealous-ass thoughts in your
And if you're lookin' for a leader, you can me
And if your so-called don't pay
The only thing you to say

Is "I quit, I'm through you"
up your raps and join the Dangerous Crew
We got mo' beats the average joe
And a studio

So forget you heard and we'll see it's on
Oakland, California leave me alone
'Cause I'm the most rappin', most
Sold my drop-top but I'm high-sidin'

I'm Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

Now that I've my career
I help some other brothers out here
Hook 'em up and let 'em make dough
Flip Benzes and out shows

'Cause Oakland got talent,
in elementary school
Not to mention musicians and
And B with his magical fingers

We get funky like weed
Light it up, hit it and get
This fiend beat will get you high
If it go gold too soon, I'll cry

If the bass ain't deep, wrong
It must not be a real Too song
'Cause the first thing I do when I my tape
Is a few kicks from my 808

And when my tapes hit the store, they sell so
You can by my big fat royalty check
It's just a thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police even like

The way we hit your town, it's so
It's all makin' big money
So I go, you should remember this
Muthafuck you, damn shit bitch

I'm Too Short, Too Short
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too