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

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

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

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

And it's all head, passin' round the mic
Never even who you sounded like
Sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to
Bit the Pharcyde then A 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 credit from a rapper can you my Visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real dick
And a Too $hort fan,
When I came to your town she wait to see me

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

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

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

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' everything and you hoes
And to think you hang with me
I never would spit this game for

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 my top when it's hot and sunny
So how you talk shit when you havin' no money

I set trends in the rap bitch
And gives a fuck when other rappers 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 handle it
I'm not a no punk, I coulda macked your mother
But Life is Too $hort, so I it undercover

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

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

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

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

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

But you're so weak and it in your rap
I'm out here, hoes livin' fat
you at home, gettin' 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 here I am, in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're slow
By the you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga and do it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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