Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper's Ball

Where them naked at?

E-feezey, Too
We off the heezy fo' baby
Off the heezy, I you theezy
Niggaz ain't havin' no cheesy us main

They havin' no raveez
Shit, you know us
K-Ceeezi at man? Tell him sing that shit
Lace dem fools or something,

Say you got it all
the way you players ball
Everyday at the mall
me, is it true or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Claimin' that your mail is
Tell me, is it or false?

I put my mack hand down never been a sound
I was havin' B R E A D way before this rap nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy, niggaz
Earl, Brat, and Denell dem boys Vallel

At every it's automatic, burn rubber
See my folkers in the traffic, ERB
Follow cab it got dope in it, uhh
My Short got hoes in it

I'm always hearin' rappers big ballin' on their
I do that for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
straight sittin' on twenties
TV in the pimpin' hoes gettin' money

I'm Too Short been down since the eighties
For the last eight years rode around in a
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette,
Bitches call me by my name they call me daddy

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
you're at the mall
Tell me, is it or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Claimin' that mail is tall
me, is it true or false?

K-Ci Short, E-40
I'll probably never have long money like Ross
But we just want a hip, don't want the whole plate
Don't put the two on the ten, don't perpetrate

a lot of these fools I see on TV
With the Armani Channel Versus
Why motherfuckers can't be broke
Sometimes cool to floss
But don't buy an eighty-five thousand car
Before you buy a

They always said, I rap, I just say bitch
I the bitch, made me rich
And now you wanna me hardcore
While I be steppin' out the shower on a floor

I paid the IRS send FedEx and faxes
This industry is fuckin', fat bitches
All work and no play, I do it
Anyway 'cuz I gotta stay 40

Say you got it all
Love the way you players
Everyday you're at the
me, is it true or false?

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
Claimin' your mail is tall
Tell me, is it true or

We throw parties on big-ass boats, niggaz they paper
all-inclusive trips, Montego Jamaica
Front row at the Ultimate Fights, shamrock and severin'
Long fuh-flights, up there in the heavens

Fat ass royalty checks, fat ass
Smokin' blunts and drinkin' brew on the balcony, barbecuein'
The scrilla, the merrier
I the ya area

I from Foothill and Papers Court to Sixty-Seven MacArthur
To Freddie B house, to make tapes with my
Hit Arroyo Park, we had for sale
Got a bag full of that, can't you tell?

It's funky, nod their head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my
I got rich, up the game from the O
And even though a lot of got the same kind of flow

I survived 'cuz I got mo' than them
It came straight the prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I came the same time
So don't me, I transfer the game in the rhymes

I'm not a free styler, don't rap for main
It's Paystyle on mine, 'cuz I money main
Land Rovers and Toyota,
feet twelve with them big ass motor Mercedeses

We don't be savin' hoes, bitches be us
Bitch disrespect me in my car, bitch best to the bus
I keep a briefcase of game, while y'all be ear-hustlin'
Ain't no paperback pimpin' nigga, we ain't

Say you got it all
the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the
Tell me, is it true or

Say you got it all
Love the way you ball
that your mail is tall
Tell me, is it or false?

I'm Shorty the pimp, I come
Again and again, they say will it end?
Maybe never, 'cause I can spit it
But I ain't rappin' for cheese, I want tickets

Gotta somewhere, and I'm past that
For the scratch, I be the last mack
So ya self Pretty Tony
You tryin' ta make a hit, but shit sounds phony

Not like but like ET
You can't be me, so would you see
If you can keep my name out mouth
'Cause you don't really know what the game's all

It's 'bout the family, not freakin' in the Benz
of rentin', pay for that roof on your head
And stop in your mind knowin' you a trick
Put your hustle playa go an hit you a lick, bitch

(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Fonzarelli, K-Ci)
Damn is that
(That's right)