Luyện nghe bài hát Short Dog's in The House

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

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

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

tell you yes, wherever you go
And I bet my life one say no
Ain't like a Too $hort fan
I tripping, you can play it again

fight the feeling, life is me
I rock in Nashville, Tennessee
It wasn't "Hee Haw," so laugh
At the good ol' boys autographs

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

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

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

I used to be till I signed with Jive
Too then went nationwide
I went to Georgia with the Too sound
I went down Bobby Brown

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

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

I turned in my drum and I 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
nasty in a room trying to blow me
Like engine, engine, nine
Homies run a train, in line

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

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

Call me 'Dog' or me alone
I'm in a Cadillac Fleetwood Chrome
Too Clean, behind the wheel
I'm shotgun, rapping for real

Total boss in the back, give me
They like to roll 'em fat cause you know we
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 must be tripping
I didn't buy you and I ain't renting

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

A little hospitality
You'd better try to get away me
I love money, and I can't fake it
I go to Magic and the girls dance naked

I'm somewhat of a by the way I rap
But I'm living like an Oak mack
I'm in the house y'all, I'm like peeser,
Rat heads get but cheese, y'all

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

In Minnesota, Virginia
Wisconsin, I got
Atlanta, Little
Louisville, it don't

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

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

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

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