Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper's Ball

Where them hoes at?

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

They ain't havin' no
Shit, haha you us
Where K-Ceeezi at Tell him sing that shit
Lace dem or something, beotch

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

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

I put my mack down ain't never been a sound
I was havin' B R E A D way before rap game nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy, niggaz
Earl, Brat, and Denell dem from Vallel

At every light it's automatic, rubber
See my in the traffic, whassup ERB
Follow that cab it got in it, uhh
My Short got hoes in it

I'm always hearin' rappers big ballin' on their
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm
S-500 sittin' on twenties
TV in the pimpin' hoes gettin' money

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

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

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

K-Ci Short, Fonzarelli
I'll probably have long money like Ross Perilla
But shit we just want a hip, don't want the whole
Don't put the two on the ten, ever perpetrate

Like a lot of these I see on TV
With the Armani Versus Versacci
Why motherfuckers can't be broke
Sometimes it's cool to
But don't buy an eighty-five dollar car
Before you buy a

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

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

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

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

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

Fat ass checks, fat ass cribs
Smokin' blunts and brew on the balcony, barbecuein' ribs
The more scrilla, the
I the ya area

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

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

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

I'm not a free styler, don't rap for free
It's Paystyle on mine, I love money main
Rovers and Toyota, Lexuses
Six-hundred feet twelve them big ass motor Mercedeses

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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