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

I been rappin' for half my
I'm twenty-eight now, sayin' the mic
If you eighteen or speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the T O, S H O R T, I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is bank, gettin' 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 in the rap game bitch
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 bitch sucked a good dick
Put them legs up high she couldn't it
I'm not a no good punk, I macked your mother
But is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And when it happened, I still had to
I didn't get paid 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 makin' don't 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 beat
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'
And it stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'