Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp The Ho

the ho

Pimp ho

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

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

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

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

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

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

She can blow more head than a blows water
The girl wont stop she get started
Like the freak you married, I had to get her
Aint no doubt, dog would get her
Im a player, I cant lie
They call me playboy Short, and I you why
Im a mack, so get
I put my tape in the in my Cadillac
And as my ride goes on
I speak 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 open the
Plug in the mic jack, and then rock that
Back to like the Oakland Raiders
In and out your crossfaders
Makin' 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 name aint

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

You say, I cant, I say you can
Show respect, little boy, 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 should be shut at
But Im a true MC, I rockin' on
I wont say Im best, wont Im bad
Im just a rappin' muthafucka 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' next, I dont know
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 you all my dough
You just that ho

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

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

the ho