Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp The Ho

the ho

that ho

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

If the bass kickin', pick up the phone
Dial 911, 'em, turn it on
Bumped a cute young in a tight red dress
She had a booty, and a real big chest
She said, "I love you", said it
At the freaked her and her friends
Like a Too Short rap, and knows
Like the mack said, homie, pimp the
Aint no need in playin' games, at all
Fakin' like a giant youre just too small

No to rush, take your time
To adjust to the changes in my
To you rappers, your night
You all jump straight up on mic
Im the best, but let me see
I make a lotta money, could be me?
He said, no, Im the king of the rap
me in my eyes, said, deal with that
I said, hold on, buddy, dont talk that
You two 40's, now you must be drunk

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

Tryin' to find out if he can hang me
The boy got hooked on the dope fiend
I said, bitch, what are you
It aint funny, cool, I jokin'
You never shoulda said I was fakin' the
You wouldnta got socked in your face
Im the MC on a microphone
Now the sucker MCs just me alone
They might suck on yours, but they get mine
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the

Im not talkin' 'bout in mini-skirts
When you pimp like me, put mind to work
Its like 24 hoes, known as tracks
When I grab that mic, I spit these
I start workin the hoes, and it just dont
Its goin' on till the panties
Im sir, Too Short, I said
Bitch lick, dont give me head
Had a fresh young tender, say her name
Its the old story, ran the same old game

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

Im the O, and like I said
If your girlfriends freakin', I accept all
Scream out the combination, and I the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and rock that cock
Back to back like the Raiders
In and out your crossfaders
Makin' people dance all over the
Lovin that rapper sir Too Short
You got my bank, little girl, no to act silly
Im dynamite, baby, and my name Willy

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

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, boy, when you deal with a man
I saw you laughin' when you came in the
Punk, I start laughin' when I in your face
See I know how I feel, I be shut 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 cold comin' up
Say a rap, homeoby, get the mic out butt
Be a man if you can, 'coz it get worse
You be walkin' town with a wig and a purse
No tellin' whats next, I dont
the Mack 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 just that ho

Im draggin' when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta money
I into my car, drop it if its sunny
Doggin' the freaks, and all that
Long haired hoes with big tits
Im a player, oh yes, I am
Grab the and start makin' grands
I a freak to her room, not a hotel trick
I cold out at the Motel Six

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

the ho