Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Like Me

Too Short, Mc

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

I'll say it again you don't believe me, ask your
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 to mine I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right
The damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is Too Short, now shut your
In '81 I was the house, I'm a hustler, baby, coming up
I hustle every day and I don't drugs

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

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

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

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

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

On the TV screen, in the magazines when interview you
You just make up things, on an ego trip
And you're fronting you're down, you're not the first real rapper
From the Oakland town, you're just a new Jack, and you can't rap
You wanna trip? Trip on that I'm like Mc Lyte checking tonight
If you're not a rapper, get off the mic 'cause 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 tearing up shit up
The Acorn boys on 10th street, I got a big freak, until you
To speak, realize you're weak 'cause the Oak town
And they all get to the rhythm of the Too Short funky sound
It boom, baseline's on ya
Crew from Oakland, California
Just don't 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you answer my rap

I your ass apart just like this, it lasts forever
You make a and I make one better
You say I cuss, I say you're
Your eyes pop open like paper plates, you Mc, I hate to cap
I make hit records 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 fake get with a real one?
Shit, I'm rapping man
I like you the Klu Klux Klan Mc's want to front on me?
My posse got a real Mc, Too Short and it don't
And it stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too Short baby
On the and I'm macing

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

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

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

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