Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

Yeah, we gettin' real on this album
You know I'm hearin' all these rumors out here
They ran $hort Dogg up East Oakland
moved to Atlanta, ain't got no mo' love in the town
I got much love in Oakland
You what I'm sayin' I been doin this shit fo' years
So I'm a it to you juss like it happened, bitch

I don't rappin', ever since the very first day
I grabbed the microphone, a funky ass tape
I had hoes, suckin' ten toes
from the "O", an' any real pimp knows
The only hoes get is what they paid fo'
my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay fo'?
I gotta moves bitch, stack some G's
the whole stroll to my fax machine

I got money in from everywhere
From New York to L.A., to the mutha fuckin' Bay, it's
I'm the man G, I'm underground 106 ban me
All on the air they don't fuck wit me no mo'
I go back wit rap like
From the very first I grabbed the mic
Niggaz smokin' burner, to fight
I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland where the real it

You get killed nigga or make a mill ticket
Move down South 'cuz the town is
Now the radio jocks wanna clown my
I raised too many you support
Ask 'em who they up on, Too $hort
Fuck all that ball shit, it won't last
K M E L, can kiss my ass

That's why the town got rid 'o
That's why the town got rid 'o

It all back when C and H
to T, B, tryin' to playa hate
I a brand new Lexus, 93
Joda Balls me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me"
He said, "I heard you an' Ryan got the cash an' it
If I don't get my cut, you mutha fuckaz get it"
It was G's, all mine, didn't give Teddy Gram one dime
Now listen real 'cuz it might be hard to follow

Chris told Ted it was fifty dollaz
Shit petty an' it is
But that's how it goes you in show biz
Niggaz fallin' out, should be makin'
of studios, we seein' lawyers in buildings
Then we stop speakin', shit got
I don't give a fuck, get my money
I ain't never a hoe, you can't pimp me

I do all the work you pimp me
I tried to buy him out but right about
They let the lions out, start eatin' that shit up
You shoulda never
I'm always on this makin' mission
Sold a car an' a truck in fo' that Lex
Jock loaned me five an' I was rollin' that

That's why the town got rid 'o
(Don't believe you hear, nigga)
why the town got rid 'o $hort

I went to the freak-nik, turned me out
Came fo' Jack the Rapper
Bought me a house, that was August '93, to dip
I hade warrants in the an' I was hot as shit
Everytime I got stopped, went to jail
Treat me bad 'cuz I was hangin' wit
I wanted to buy me a in the Oakland Hills
Nice lil' fo' a half a mill

was right around the time Chris hooked Dru down
The luniz came through an' them tricks got
Ron tore 'em up on the freestyle tip
An' niggaz ain't ran nobody shit
Then they put it on the town, shit got
When you was in the fourth I had a record deal
You got one hit now you ballin'
You make one album, you'll be fallin'

An' that shit don't apply to me or past
You can meet me at the an' get my autograph
Or you can flash back, if you can do all
Me Benz an' Freddy Craps
burner upstairs in hot lips house
It's been fifteen an' I ain't played out
They Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal
Back in the days K M E L played metal

That's why the got rid 'o $hort
That's why the town got rid 'o

shootin' at the studio late at night
Seen a Charokee, shootin' at Spice
At the picnic out in the park
Niggaz 'round fo' some shit to start
had bullets wit my name but we never got to me
See me sucka mutha shootin' at the street
It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip
One in the chamber an' it T.B.
Still tryin' to be my
I could lose my life or my money to him
I'd die before you use me
I to buy him out, the nigga sued me

An' that's where it stands right now
Fo' the mutha fuckaz that know
Like the notorious say, "If you know, now you know"