Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp The Ho

the ho

Pimp ho

Its like Too raps been around a while
I rocked to the beat and got my own
Im from the O city, and I said it
I was born to mack, call me Playboy
You get freaky? Look at the time
We could do the nasty, but its 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 your radio up, Short Gog is

If the bass aint kickin', up the phone
Dial 911, 'em, turn it on
Bumped a cute tender in a tight red dress
She had a soft booty, and a real big
She said, "I love you", it again
At the motel freaked her and her
Like a Too Short rap, and everybody
the mack said, homie, pimp the hoes
Aint no in playin' games, none at all
like a giant when youre just too small

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

He said, "Lets battle", I said, "Go"
Like the said, homie, I pimped the ho
All hail the king, go straight to
If your girlfriends freakin' on a tale
Better play your rap and take off
the bitch gets wet and youre still soft
No need to rush, take your
To adjust to the in my rhyme
I was on the turf, chillin' out
a sucker MC got hit in the mouth

Tryin' to find out if he can with me
The boy got hooked on the dope beat
I said, bitch, are you smokin'?
It aint funny, cool, I aint
You never shoulda I was fakin' the place
You got socked straight in your face
Im the MC on a microphone
Now the sucker MCs leave me alone
They suck on yours, but they cant get mine
Like the Mack said, homie, pimp all the

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

She can blow more than a well blows water
The girl wont stop she get started
Like the you married, I had to get with her
no doubt, short dog would get her
Im a cold player, I lie
call me playboy 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 speak each loud as can be

Im the T-double O, and I said
If girlfriends freakin', I accept all head
out the combination, and I open the lock
Plug in the mic jack, and then rock cock
Back to back like the Oakland
In and out like your
Makin' people all over the floor
Lovin that rapper named sir Too
You got my bank, girl, no time 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 thing you know, the whole nations gone
Its too on the mic
And Im spittin' mo raps than any you like
So all you suckers-worth rappers, you hate my
All I gotta say is, dont fuck 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
Show respect, little boy, when you with a man
I saw you when you came in the place
Punk, I start when I spit in your face
See I how I feel, I should be shut at dawn
But Im a true MC, I keep on
I say Im best, wont declare Im bad
Im just a 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 get worse
You be 'round town with a wig and a purse
No tellin' whats next, I dont
Like the Mack said, homie, the ho

Ill be to you
Youll be to me
you want
Or anything you

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

Im never draggin' when Im rhymin', 'coz I make a lotta
I jump into my car, drop it if its
Doggin' the freaks, and all that
Long hoes with real 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 chill out at the Motel Six

Im ridin in the car, and I cant be
Im the hardest muthafucka rappin' from 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 lifestyle, aint no trip
8 years on the mike, and aint it yet
So when you see me on stage, I wont blow you a
I put my finger in the air and you just like this
Say

the ho