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

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

Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you that stuff
Now you're flowin' 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 nigga's mackin' style

And it's all from head, round the mic
even care who you sounded like
Sound like Snoop Dogg, you switched to Treach
Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called

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

Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my
I heard your girlfriend was a real dick
And a Too fan, faithfully
When I came to your town she wait to see me

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 I don't 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, spend a of G's

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

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

I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I rock all stages and any
Any my style is gettin' bank, gettin' head, gettin' hella
I drop my top it's hot and sunny
So how you talk shit you ain't havin' no money

I set trends in the rap game
And gives a fuck other rappers talk shit
I you motherfuckers, heard me rap
So hard, I put momma in my dirty rap

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

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

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

Now let's the lifestyles, of me and you
You're phony and I'm all about bein'
You drive a bucket, that you for a G
I ride around them fo'-eighteens

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

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

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

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

To the beat y'all, and it stop
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 them niggaz
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 fat bitch

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

And it happened, I still had to wait
I didn't get till eighty-eight
I made nine in nine years
I'm a blue West 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 made the shit, we it fat

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