Luyện nghe bài hát Short Dog's in The House

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

Oakland, California, West life
You play the game or you smoke the pipe
I became a rapper at the age
No gold ropes, no rings

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

They'll tell you yes, you go
And I bet my life one say no
Ain't nothing like a Too fan
I ain't tripping, you can it again

Don't fight the feeling, is me
I rock shows in Nashville,
It wasn't "Hee Haw," so laugh
At the ol' boys getting autographs

In Cincinnati, I know you
I got fined for the cuss
true, baby, so so unique
Might your man or just thump your freak

I to your town, I'm not under
I your name and your telephone number
You think I'm faking, but call
We got one night to do it all

I know baby such a pity
night, we hit another city
Cold in the game is all we do
Me and the boys called "The Crew"

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

I a rap and they took me to jail
Pulled out my bank and made
This is my story, it not wait
It all started out in the Golden

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

I in my drum and I started to rap
Now beats I 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, me sexist

But don't they it, you know me
Freak nasty in a room trying to me
engine, engine, number nine
Homies run a train, in line

If train jumps off the track
Then my brother you will catch the
From Colorado, to
All the way back to California

In Chattanooga, know the tip
Dog in the house, I'm that flip
Getting clip, or playing
I help it I'm so damn cool

Call me or leave me alone
I'm riding in a Cadillac Chrome
With Too Clean, the wheel
I'm riding shotgun, rapping for

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

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

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

A southern hospitality
You'd better try to get from me
I money, and I just can't fake it
I go to Magic City and the girls naked

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

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

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

Kansas City,
I rock the house in St. Louis
Detroit, it's Oakland
It's a 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, blasting the
I cross the bridge and hit street

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

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