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

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

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

I'm not tryin' to say you're out dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil' listen
Before you the mic and act wild
Bitin' on the nigga's mackin' style

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

And you gots no respect for me, is that
Well your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin', I'm past all the stops
In a clean ass Benz I all the props

credit from a rapper can you match my Visa
I heard girlfriend was a real dick pleaser
And a Too fan, faithfully
When I came to your town she wait to see me

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

Let me you somethin' 'bout a nigga named $hort
Rappers talk about the way I can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the same
I be autographs, spend a gang of G's

While you walkin' broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin' like you smoked a whole of doja
in the parking lot in front of the cars
Standin' in a circle with some wannabe

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now compare the lifestyles, of me and you
phony and I'm all about bein' true
You drive a bucket, that you for a G
I ride around them fo'-eighteens

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

I ain't givin' no bitch, no kind of
You got one girl then treat the hoe like a
What's is hers, she don't trip
Sucker ass nigga need to check 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 can't it, so what do you say
Too can't rap, no fuckin' way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're slow
By the time you make one be on ten
Hit the nigga and do it again

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

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

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

Every single day at the house, what's wichu?
Eatin' fast if you only knew
I understand though, 'cause I there befo'
Eat any thing and got nowhere to go

Daydreams, about bein'
It all started back when I was tapes
in eighty-two, eighty-fo' on up
Waitin' still just to blow on up

And when it happened, I had to wait
I didn't get till eighty-eight
I made nine albums in years
I'm a blue West Coast pioneer

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

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