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Aww hell, nah
We doin' no freestyles
Don't even know how to do that
Yeah,
Check it out man, this one out

I rappin' for half my life
I'm now, sayin' pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to

Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know
I if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin' your name is Water
But I'm ten years older and my game is

I'm not tryin' to say you're out there
I'm just tryin' to say lil' listen
Before you grab the mic and act
Bitin' on the next nigga's mackin'

And it's all from head, passin' the mic
Never even care who you sounded
like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach
Bit the Pharcyde A Tribe Called Quest

And you no respect for me, is that right?
Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack
And rappin', I'm floatin' past all the stops
In a clean ass I have all the props

Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my
I heard your girlfriend was a real pleaser
And a Too fan, faithfully
I came to your town she couldn't wait to see me

To the beat y'all and it stop
It goes on I don't stop rappin'
To the y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga $hort
Rappers always about the way I can't flow
But let me hit the mall the same MC's
I be signin' autographs, a gang of G's

While you walkin' round broke, knows ya
like you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the lot in front of the cars
Standin' in a with some wannabe stars

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' and you pimpin' hoes
And to think you could hang me
I never spit this game for free

I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I rock all stages and any
Any my style is gettin' bank, head, gettin' hella dank
I drop my top it's hot and sunny
So how you shit when you ain't havin' no money

I set trends in the rap game
And gives a when other rappers talk shit
I know you motherfuckers, me rap
So hard, I put momma in my dirty rap

No shit, the old bitch sucked a damn dick
Put them up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, I coulda macked your
But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it

Now you're all up, with your partners rappin'
But old Short your ass what happened
To a fake MC, who tried to get me
I his career, instantly

And it don't stop, to the y'all
It on 'cause I don't stop rappin'
And it stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'

Now let's the lifestyles, of me and you
phony and I'm all about bein' true
You a bucket, that you bought for a G
I ride snuffin' them fo'-eighteens

In the of a motherfuckin' big ass truck
Jump two back and get my dick sucked
Benzos, Lexus, Rolex and
Fine lil' bitches havin' sex Daddy

I ain't no bitch, no kind of slack
You got one girl then treat the hoe like a
What's yours is hers, she trip
Sucker ass need to check that bitch

But so weak and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, hoes livin' fat
While you at home, sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a in Atlanta

And you stand it, so what do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you one I'll be on ten
Hit the nigga and do it again

To the beat y'all, and it don't
It goes on 'cause I don't stop
To the y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'

Now ask New York, can Too flow?
Ask Detroit, they'll let niggaz know
ask Philly, can I rap?
South side of Chicago, the mack?

I never ever on the shit that you spit about me
time I perform, I make a lot of G's
'Cause I'm paid for this rap shit
Eatin' good like a fat bitch

Every single day at the house, wrong wichu?
Eatin' fast food if you knew
I understand though, I been there befo'
Eat any damn and got nowhere to go

Daydreams, bein' great
It all back when I was sellin' tapes
in eighty-two, eighty-fo' on up
Waitin' still waitin' just to on up

And it happened, I still had to wait
I didn't get paid till
I nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue West Coast

Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the
All that money we makin' don't fault the
'Cause we ain't the who created rap
But we made the shit, we made it fat

And it stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'
And it don't stop, to the beat
It on 'cause I don't stop rappin'