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Aww hell, nah
We ain't doin' no
even know how to do that shit
Yeah,
it out man, check this one out

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

Talkin' pimp shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you that stuff
Now you're like your name is Water
But I'm ten years and my game is harder

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

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

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

Fuck from a rapper can you match my Visa
I heard your was a real dick pleaser
And a Too fan, faithfully
When I came to your 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 on 'cause I don't stop rappin'

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a named $hort
Rappers always talk about the way I flow
But let me hit the mall with the MC's
I be signin' autographs, a gang of G's

While you walkin' round broke, nobody ya
Lookin' like you smoked a whole of doja
Outside in the parking lot in 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 hang with me
I never would this game for free

I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I rock all and any parties
Any my style is bank, gettin' head, gettin' hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and
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 your momma in my rap

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

Now you're all grown up, with your rappin'
But old Short Dawg'll ass what happened
To a fake MC, who to get with 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 beat
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'

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

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

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

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

And you stand it, so what do you say
Too can't rap, no fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the
And your album out because you're movin' 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 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 them niggaz
ask Philly, can I rap?
South of Chicago, who's the mack?

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

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

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

And when it happened, I still had to
I get paid till eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine
I'm a blue West Coast pioneer

Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the
All that we makin' 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 I don't stop rappin'
And it stop, to the beat y'all
It on 'cause I don't stop rappin'