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Aww hell, nah
We ain't no freestyles
Don't know how to do that shit
Yeah,
Check it out man, this one out

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

Talkin' 'bout shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play stuff
Now you're flowin' like 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 tryin' to say lil' nigga listen
you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin' on the nigga's mackin' style

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

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

Fuck credit 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 town she wait to see me

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

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

While you 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 with some wannabe stars

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' and you pimpin' hoes
And to you could 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 gettin' bank, gettin' head, gettin' dank
I my top when it's hot and sunny
So how you talk shit when you ain't havin' no

I set in the rap game bitch
And gives a fuck when other talk shit
I you motherfuckers, heard me rap
So hard, I put your in my dirty rap

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

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

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

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 back of a motherfuckin' big ass
Jump two rows and get my dick sucked
Benzos, Lexus, and Caddy
lil' bitches havin' sex with Daddy

I ain't givin' no bitch, no 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 you're so and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, gettin' hoes fat
While you at home, 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 I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out you're movin' slow
By the time you one I'll be on ten
Hit the nigga and do it again

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

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

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

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

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

Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the
All that money we makin' don't fault the
'Cause we 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 don't stop, to the beat
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'