Luyện nghe bài hát Short Dog's in The House

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

Oakland, California, West Coast
You either play the or you smoke the pipe
I became a rapper at the age
No ropes, no diamond rings

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

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

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

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

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

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

I used to be local till I with Jive
Too $hort went nationwide
I went to with the Too $hort sound
I went down like Brown

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

California, where I was and raised
I to play the drum in my younger days
I hit that beat any way I can
Smooth in the marching band

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

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

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

If that train off the track
my brother you will catch the clap
From Colorado, to
All the way back home to

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

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

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

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

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

A little southern
better try to get away from me
I money, and I just can't fake it
I go to Magic City and the 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 ass with my Nike boots
Some rappers try to be just Too $hort
Can hang the Dog, you'd better stay on the porch

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

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

To all my in the U.S.A.
Too $hort baby even play
Woofers in the trunk, blasting the
I cross the bridge and hit street

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

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