Luyện nghe bài hát Shorty

So I told I be producing
I be making those
Be making hits, ya know
So I her my name, My name 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
they call me, Track Mas-ster
We see you Tone, Tone the referee, we see you,

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

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

Some of yall mad cuz I drop these hits
Thug ass nigga, on some, R&B
Now that done fucked around and, made me rich
And, for of you who don't like it, yall can suck my "Uhhh"

These honies to my suite like I'm, the piper
Now ass hitin' high notes, like they Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a
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 fuck it Air I's
Said I mention Sisqo, fuck it he's a bum

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

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

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

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

Shorty, I got for you
Wouldn't a chick a dime before
But now I wanna you
Shorty, the trips to the gucc shop, getcha hot

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

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

I'm in my 4.6, at the light
5 o'clock in the morning, drinking all night
And plus I'm high, but it over
4 bodies scooped me in a wide body rover

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

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

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

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

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

Shorty,