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

I been rappin' for half my
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' 'bout pimp shit, you whassup
I if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're like your name is Water
But I'm ten years older and my is harder

I'm not tryin' to say you're out dissin'
I'm just to say lil' nigga listen
Before you grab the mic and act
Bitin' on the next 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 Tribe Called

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

Fuck from a rapper can you match my Visa
I heard your girlfriend was a dick pleaser
And a Too fan, faithfully
When I to your town she couldn't wait to see me

To the beat y'all and it stop
It goes on I don't 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
always talk about the way I can't flow
But let me hit the with the same MC's
I be signin' autographs, a gang of G's

While you walkin' round broke, knows ya
Lookin' you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the parking lot in of the cars
Standin' in a circle with some stars

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

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

I set trends in the rap game
And a fuck when other rappers talk shit
I know you motherfuckers, me rap
So hard, I put momma 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 good punk, I coulda your mother
But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it

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

And it stop, to the beat 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 let's the lifestyles, of me and you
You're phony and I'm all bein' true
You drive a bucket, that you for a G
I ride around them fo'-eighteens

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

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

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

And you can't stand it, so do you say
Too can't rap, no fuckin' way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your album out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one 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
South side of Chicago, who's the

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

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

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

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

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

And it don't stop, to the y'all
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'