Luyện nghe bài hát Shorty

So I shorty I be producing
I be making beats
Be those hits, ya know
So I told her my name, My is Tone, she said "Town!!"

You like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me, Mas-ster
We see you Tone, the referee, we see you, baby

C'mon Shorty, nigga Hov, holla
Yall don't understand
Uh-uh, they dont understand, for'em
No lemme sing for 'em, just sing

Check it, Mr.
It's like this, some of niggas got, legs for lips
Running ya mad cuz I, pop that Cris
Go up in 3-10, and cop six
Then around with yo chick

Some of yall niggas mad cuz I these hits
Thug ass nigga, on some, R&B
Now that shit fucked around and, made me rich
And, for those of you who like it, yall can suck my "Uhhh"

These to my suite like I'm, the Pidi piper
Now they ass hitin' high notes, they Mariah
Get that pussy wet to put out a bonfire
She be like "Wooo", and I be "Wooo"

When her tides got high, fuck it Don
Runnin late for the studio, fuck it I'm to come
Dress cold at club fuck it Air I's
Said I wouldn't mention Sisqo, fuck it a bum

Ali boom, buaya, Hit you with the right
You be like, what the fuck was
Me and Jigga, we are like the popo
Nigga yall best shit can't even with our demo's, Shorty

New York on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we the night away
(Shorty)
all the pretty girls
(Shorty)
We know chicks all the world
(Shorty)

From New on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night
(Shorty)
Miami all the pretty
(Shorty)
We know chicks all around the
(Shorty)

Shorty, what yo is? Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and make moves with a dude who cane
Like a old man, you know who this is, Young Hov
Name is respected in fifty different languages, come roll

I a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris
on Monday, back to L.A.
This aint rap, this is real, I could trip and have a
In three hours ma the will be ours
(Wooo)

Shorty, I got for you
Wouldn't give a a dime before
But now I spoil you
Shorty, the to the gucc shop, getcha cooch hot

How bout I do a helipads on the top
Shorty, ya hella rag, my rock star Shorty
Heres my number shit, you gotta to call me

From New on to L.A.
(Shorty)
we freak the night away
(Shorty)
Miami all the girls
(Shorty)
We know chicks all around the
(Shorty)

From New on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we the night away
(Shorty)
Miami all the pretty
(Shorty)
We know all around the world
(Shorty)

I'm chillin' in my 4.6, at the
5 in the morning, been drinking all night
And I'm high, but it ain't over
4 slim bodies scooped me in a body rover

Panties and bras all the way the bed to the sofa
For all you R&B so called playas, I'm bout to ya
Sit right there, and watch me yo girl chocha
Tongue all down her throat as if a nigga was trying to her

It's the of both worlds, stickin' ya in the "Uhhh"
Put ya hands up like money in the air
We bout to rip these like Zorro Blade
So hot you're gonna need a glass of lemonade

To all my real live niggas, that dice and play spades
In a crib, word up, juking the maid
On the my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel
R. Kizel in the hotel swizel's chicks on the

From New on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night
(Shorty)
Miami all the girls
(Shorty)
We chicks all around the world
(Shorty)

From New on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we the night away
(Shorty)
Miami all the pretty
(Shorty)
We chicks all around the world
(Shorty)

Shorty,