Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymes

Without a doubt I'm comin' and if you don't know
Call me S I R T O
I like to say rhymes, I do it all the time
I my own damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat wives, I treat my girls guys
Ask 'em who do they and they all say, "Tide"
I'm just an M.C. rapper and else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by

Could you be like me? I rap my none stop
You never hear pause when I say these lines
So go on and on, I'm Sir Too
what you've been lookin' for
Like PCP or pure
DJ universe got you in the game
You make money, hear my rap coast to coast
From to host, I hear the toast

Too $hort, love the way you hit
Here's to you, keep and boy, don't quit
I say, this is how it goes I say my rap
Most times when I rhyme wouldn't be like
'Cause the way I write you will comprehend
I'll keep rappin' to the end
And if you call me fake I'll say, "So
I got you and noddin' like you just shot up

So, boy, straightin' up I'm rappin'"
Comin' at you fresh, do you what happened?
I'm sayin' rhymes messin' your mind
I want your, girl, 'cause she really ain't fine
I her to a motel could've been a hotel
It costs me dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell sister, your sister told you
Now the whole damn town calls me too

I got rhymes, 'em comin', they don't stop
I'm at an empty page about to fill it up
I write the truth, speak only to you
So if I tell you to say somethin' you know what to do
I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', never stop
I in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the
in my car, I do it every week

DJ's who know call me Mister
All you wanna be get no child support
I'm Too $hort, baby, rich
Get on the mic and say
Like to right, right to left
Girl, stealin' heart is like petty theft
ten to nine, three to two
I'll be one up on you

nightfall makes the sun go down
Crazy rack laid the beat your life around
From the sea to the mountains the to the sea
All you're gonna do is rock this beat
so rough, so tough when I talk this stuff
When I get on the mic I get enough
I'm the of the season, fresh and decent
All my are smooth and decent

I'm that known place to place
For the hardest raps the hardest bass
You see I rap all the time, the point
When I walk in the I just jam the joint
old Too $hort's on the microphone
The so fresh can't leave me alone
You see I rap so cool I not shout
I keep comin' so hard I might you out

If you battle with that's the chance you take
So you better come and don't be fake
All you weak MC's with your weak drum
Tellin' all your people you can with me
one to ten count ten to twenty
And just keep on makin' money
Life is Too $hort, I don't
I'm on money like a junkie on top

I got to make it every day, I go broke
Ask me am I and I'll say, "No"
I'm homeboy Too $hort back again
Puttin' Oakland on the map, my rap will end
I'd like to send a special thanks to the dangerous
For believin' in me when they thought I was
I got rhymes, I keep 'em
I'm on the mic, I won't stop rappin' till it out right

And when it's beatin', I'll say, "Let's roll"
I make another record and buy some
I keep and I do it by myself
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't help
I get the job done so all you fake rappers, MC's, rap
Give it up that rappin' to me
Realizin' young buck, you can't rock beat
I rap on the mic and you'll believe nothin' ain't kickin' the big old C

It's just one hard rapper a rap
Not three or four or a couple of saps
Like born to Mack, I'll cash a
Walkin' like a fool, livin' up to his rep
I'll tell you life ain't long, you waitin' for?
I thought you to be like Too $hort