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Aww hell, nah
We ain't no freestyles
Don't even how to do that shit
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' pimp shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play stuff
Now you're flowin' your name is Water
But I'm ten years older and my is harder

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

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

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

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

To the beat and it don't stop
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'
To the beat y'all, and it don't
It goes on 'cause I 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 with the same MC's
I be signin' autographs, spend a of G's

While you walkin' round broke, nobody ya
Lookin' like you a whole sack of doja
Outside in the lot in front of the cars
Standin' in a circle with some stars

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' everything and you pimpin'
And to you could hang with me
I never would spit this for free

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

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

No shit, the old sucked a damn good dick
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 kept it

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

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

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

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

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

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

And you can't stand it, so do you say
Too $hort rap, no fuckin' way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin'
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 y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on I don't stop rappin'

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

I never ever tripped on the shit that you spit me
Every time I perform, I a lot of G's
'Cause I'm paid for motherfuckin' rap shit
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 been befo'
Eat any damn and got nowhere to go

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

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

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

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