Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Like Me

Too Short, Mc

Rap like me, you'll go straight to the top, keep what you're doing
And you're sure to get dropped a trick, nothings even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe well it's true
not a lie, I used to sell tapes on sunny side
I to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes all these things, we did
Grab the and start making hits
You fronting Mc, I to cap
You make hit records and you still rap I said it before

say it again you don't believe me, ask your fans
When I into Cali
The place was packed, Sir Too Short stop that rap
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time, you got no
So you listen to I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His is Too Short, now shut your mouth
In '81 I was the house, I'm a hustler, baby, coming up
I hustle every day and I don't sell

I don't run no gangs, don't no dice
Gave the same damn speech to the Vice
But if you keep pushing, just you
When see me on the strip, coming through
I break it down so vicious it'll your back
With the beat so loud Too Short raps
it, I'm set no need to talk that bullshit
I need a, Oak town, big time sound just beat to get on down

So, you other rappers to mine, you wouldn't catch
Short Dog nursery rhymes call my rap trash, jam the junk
Put a sticker on the cover, X-rated funk, just me
You say I won't go far but I won't stop rapping I rap so hard
here to New York, back to California
I bumped your girlfriend, say I didn't warn ya
All this time you said she's your hoe you shouldn't give
all that dough she gave it all to me 'cause I fuck so good

I practice on the girls in my neighborhood 'cause I'm freaky
I rap, I spit a rap to a freak, I rarely ever think a sucker Mc
I go platinum, it's just like 'em, bitch
Short Dog in the house, starting some shit, Mc's rock and roll
But the albums make never go gold
When I was young, I I'd be one of the best
Every time I made a song it out so fresh
I was the of the Oak town, spitting my game

10 years later, ain't nothing still the boss of the bay
And I know they say they call me Godfather
And they you gay get with it, it's 1990
girlfriend's out there trying to find me
She heard about me, I her best friend
I guess she to see if I can do it again
You want to be me, so damn bad
The impossible all you Mc's had

If you could rap like me, you wouldn't the dream
Start rapping quit like a chicken wing
If could rap like me, they say you're so
But when they talk you, they say you're so fake
And as the days go by, you can't forget, the way I you feel trip
Mc's like you, I've seen 'em before, you on saying fuck Too Short
But I'm a Mc than you and ain't a damn thing you can do, but trip

On the TV screen, in the magazines when they you
You make up things, you're on an ego trip
And fronting like you're down, you're not the first real rapper
From the Oakland town, just a new Jack, and you can't even rap
You wanna trip? Trip on I'm like Mc Lyte checking hoes tonight
If you're not a real rapper, get off the mic with a fake Mc
A song's never complete you'd learn to rap like me

Thought you want to be like, Too
Thought you to be like, Too Short

Whenever I rap, you call it noise I'm up shit up like
The Acorn boys on 10th street, I got a big freak, until you
To speak, realize weak 'cause it's the Oak town
And they all get down to the of the Too Short funky sound
It boom, baseline's on ya
Crew from Oakland, California
Just front 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you answer my rap

I your ass apart just like this, it lasts forever
You a song and I make one better
You say I cuss, I say you're
eyes pop open like paper plates, you fronting Mc, I hate to cap
I hit records with the vicious raps, I said it before, I'll say it again
The boy ain't nothing but one of my fans silicon titties

Can you feel 'em? How can a rapper get with a real one?
Shit, I'm rapping man
I like you like the Klu Klux Klan Mc's to front on me?
My got a real Mc, Too Short and it don't stop
And it don't stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too baby
On the microphone and I'm

you want to be like, Too Short
Thought you to be like, Too Short
Thought you want to be like, Too
Thought you want to be like, Too

Now back to the subject, my boy Mc you say
You can't rap like me, rappers me make real hits
Rappers like you talk bullshit, I my boys there's a new
Funky drummer in town, you're trying to be James Brown
If I couldn't be me, who would I be? I sure wouldn't be
A sucker Mc 'cause I'm not you, my game is true

I these hoes and I pimped you, Too 'cause I'm boss
And boss makes the rules, you disobey and you be a
One, remember how it all began don't guess, the answer is
Two, you'd better to rap like me or you like to be a fake Mc
Three, never talk down on a
I wouldn't care if you was Astaire
Last but not least, number four ever mess with Too Short, bitch

Thought you to be like, Too Short
Thought you to be like, Too Short