Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp The Ho

the ho

Pimp ho

Its like Too raps been around a while
I to the beat and got my own style
Im from the O city, and I it before
I was born to mack, call me Playboy
You wanna get Look at the time
We do the nasty, but its almost nine
My starts at ten, I gots to go
the mack said, homie, pimp the ho
Check it out everybody, if you got two
Turn radio up, Short Gog is here

If the aint kickin', pick up the phone
Dial 911, 'em, turn it on
a cute young tender in a tight red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big
She said, "I you", said it again
At the motel her and her friends
Like a Too Short rap, and everybody
Like the mack said, homie, the hoes
Aint no need in playin' games, at all
Fakin' like a when youre just too small

No need to rush, take time
To adjust to the in my rhyme
To you rappers, your night
You all straight up on your mic
Im the best, but let me see
I make a money, could that be me?
He said, hell no, Im the of the rap
Looked me in my eyes, said, deal that
I said, on, buddy, dont talk that junk
You drank two 40's, now you must be

He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go"
Like the Mack said, homie, I the ho
All the king, go straight to hell
If your freakin' on a freaky tale
Better play your rap and mine off
Before the bitch wet and youre still soft
No need to rush, your time
To adjust to the changes in my
I was on the turf, chillin' out
a sucker MC got hit in the mouth

Tryin' to find out if he can hang me
The boy got on the dope fiend beat
I said, bitch, are you smokin'?
It funny, cool, I aint jokin'
You shoulda said I was fakin' the place
You wouldnta got socked straight in your
Im the coldest MC on a
Now the sucker MCs just leave me
They might on yours, but they cant get mine
the Mack said, homie, pimp all the time

Im not talkin' hookers in mini-skirts
you pimp like me, put your mind to work
Its 24 hoes, better known as tracks
When I grab that mic, I spit raps
I start workin the hoes, and it dont stop
Its goin' on the panties drop
Im sir, Too Short, like I
Bitch cant lick, dont me head
Had a fresh young tender, wont say her
Its the same old story, ran the old game

She can more head than a well blows water
The girl wont stop when she get
the freak you married, I had to get with her
Aint no doubt, short dog get her
Im a player, I cant lie
call me playboy Short, and I told you why
Im a mack, so get
I put my tape in the in my Cadillac
And as my ride on definitely
I speak each word as can be

Im the T-double O, and like I
If your freakin', I accept all head
Scream out the combination, and I the lock
in the mic jack, and then rock that cock
Back to back like the Raiders
In and out like your
people dance all over the floor
Lovin that named sir Too Short
You got my bank, little girl, no time to act
Im dynamite, baby, and my aint Willy

Cold as hell, hard to
I spit raps and rock yo block
Hit the talkin' 'bout, its goin' on
And the next you know, the whole nations gone
Its too on the mic
And Im spittin' mo raps than any rapper you
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my
All I gotta say is, dont with me
My is tight, my bank is made
You can big Short, but I still get paid

You say, I cant, I say you can
respect, little boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you when you came in the place
Punk, I start laughin' when I spit in face
See I know how I feel, I should be at dawn
But Im a MC, I keep rockin' on
I wont say Im best, wont Im bad
Im a rappin' muthafucka with a hard-ass rap
Too Short cold up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out butt
Be a man if you can, 'coz it might get
You be walkin' 'round town with a wig and a
No tellin' whats next, I dont
Like the said, homie, pimp the ho

Ill be to you
be good to me
Anything you
Or anything you

I got my eye on you
And Im you
Ill give you all my
You pimp that ho

Im never when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money
I jump into my car, it if its sunny
Doggin' the freaks, and all shit
Long haired hoes with big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
Grab the microphone and start makin'
I a freak to her room, not a hotel trick
I cold chill out at the Six

Im ridin in the car, and I be found
Im the hardest muthafucka rappin' from this
My is sir too Short, and if you say, "So what?"
I look you in your eye, and give a fuck
I a California lifestyle, aint no trip
8 years on the mike, and faked it yet
So when you see me on stage, I wont you a kiss
I put my finger in the air and tell you just this
Say

the ho