Luyện nghe bài hát Short Dog's in The House

Moving up, Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, right

Oakland, California, Coast life
You either the game or you smoke the pipe
I became a at the age fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond

But at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap
See I'm in Fresno, even the big O
San Diego to Sacramento

They'll you yes, wherever you go
And I bet my life one say no
Ain't nothing a Too $hort fan
I ain't tripping, you can play it

Don't the feeling, life is me
I rock in Nashville, Tennessee
It wasn't "Hee Haw," so don't
At the good ol' boys getting

In Cincinnati, I you heard
I got fined for the words
It's true, baby, so so
slap your man or just thump your freak

I come to town, I'm not under
I want your name and your telephone
You think I'm faking, but I'll
We only got one to do it all

I know it's such a pity
Tomorrow night, we hit another
Cold macking in the is all we do
Me and the boys "The Dangerous Crew"

I used to be local till I with Jive
Too $hort then went
I went to Georgia with the Too sound
I went down like Bobby

I said a rap and they took me to
Pulled out my and made bail
This is my story, it could not
It all started out in the State

California, where I was and raised
I used to play the in my younger days
I just hit beat any way I can
high-stepping in the marching band

I in my drum and I started to rap
Now I make, make my bank so fat
It's Too $hort, on the mic
Pennsylvania, can you see the

Chicago, to Indiana
From Mississippi, to
Louisiana, even
Females, call me

But don't they it, you know me
Freak in a room trying to blow me
Like engine, engine, number
run a train, standing in line

If train jumps off the track
Then my brother you catch the clap
Colorado, to Arizona
All the way home to California

In Chattanooga, know the tip
Dog in the house, I'm that flip
Getting clip, or playing
I can't help it I'm so cool

Call me or leave me alone
I'm riding in a Fleetwood Chrome
With Too Clean, behind the
I'm riding shotgun, for real

Total boss in the back, me supersede
They like to roll 'em fat you know we ride
To the y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't rapping

Now you know, but the Dog in me
You make love to me and I still act
Oh should I pay you? You must be
I didn't buy you and I sure renting

I said "I love you" 'cause you gave me
I didn't you when we got out the bed
If I love you, you know I would
But what you giving, ain't all good

A southern hospitality
better try to get away from me
I love money, and I can't fake it
I go to City and the girls dance naked

I'm of a hero by the way I rap
But I'm like an Oak town mack
I'm in the y'all, I'm like peeser, y'all
Rat get nothing but cheese, y'all

Or get slapped, put up dukes
I kick you in your ass my Nike boots
Some try to be just like Too $hort
Can hang the Dog, you'd better stay on the porch

In Minnesota, Virginia
Wisconsin, I got
Atlanta, Rock
Louisville, it stop

Kansas City,
I rock the house in East St.
Detroit, it's like
a black thing, and I'm a black man

To all my in the U.S.A.
Too baby don't even play
Woofers in the trunk, the beat
I cross the bridge and hit street

Years ago, I rocked that
I say what's up to my homies from Hunter's
We go a long way back, it's always been that
In the days Short Dog was so young at the rap
I'm in the

Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, right
up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, Oakland, yeah, that's right
up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right