Luyện nghe bài hát Shorty

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

You know she never heard of me, ya know
So I okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they me, Track 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 for 'em, just sing for'em

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

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

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

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

Ali boom, buaya, Hit you the right hook
You be like, what the fuck was
Me and Jigga, we are the industries popo
Nigga yall best shit even fuck with our demo's, 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)

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

Shorty, yo name is? Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and moves with a dude who move cane
Like a old man, you know who game this is, Hov
Name is respected in different languages, mommy come roll

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

Shorty, I got for you
give a chick a dime before
But now I spoil you
Shorty, the trips to the gucc shop, cooch hot

How bout I do a on the roof top
Shorty, ya hella rag, your my rock star
my number shit, you don't gotta to call me

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

New York on to L.A.
(Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the away
(Shorty)
Miami all the girls
(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 plus I'm high, but it ain't
4 bodies scooped me in a wide body rover

Panties and bras all the way from the bed to the
For all you R&B so playas, I'm bout to coach ya
Sit right there, and watch me yo girl chocha
Tongue all her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke 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 gonna need a cold glass of lemonade

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

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

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

Shorty,