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Aww hell, nah
We ain't no freestyles
even know how to do that shit
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 nineteen speak up
I was on the mic before you went to school

Talkin' pimp shit, you know whassup
I if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're 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 just tryin' to say lil' listen
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 like
Sound like Snoop Dogg, you switched to Treach
Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called

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

Fuck credit from a can you match my Visa
I your girlfriend 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 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 don't stop

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

you walkin' round broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin' like you smoked a whole 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 could hang me
I never would spit game for free

I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I all stages 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 ain't havin' no

I set trends in the rap game
And gives a fuck when other 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 couldn't 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, with partners rappin'
But old Short your ass what happened
To a fake MC, who tried to get me
I his career, instantly

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'

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

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

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

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

And you stand 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 movin'
By the time you one I'll be on ten
Hit the nigga and do it again

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 'cause I stop rappin'

Now ask New York, can Too $hort
Ask Detroit, let them niggaz know
ask Philly, can I rap?
South side of Chicago, 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 for this motherfuckin' rap shit
Eatin' good like a motherfuckin' fat

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

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

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

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