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 outta Oakland
moved to Atlanta, ain't got no mo' love in the town
I got love in Oakland y'all
You know I'm sayin' I been doin this shit fo' years
So I'm a tell it to you like it happened, bitch

I don't stop rappin', ever since the very day
I grabbed the microphone, made a funky ass
I had sixteen hoes, ten toes
Game the "O", an' any real pimp knows
The love hoes get is what they paid fo'
Gimme my scratch, the fuck I'm a stay fo'?
I gotta make moves bitch, stack G's
From the whole to my fax machine

I got comin' in from everywhere
From New York to L.A., to the fuckin' Bay, it's true
I'm the man G, I'm 106 can't ban me
All on the air they don't fuck wit me no mo'
I go wit rap like K-P-O-O
From the very time I grabbed the mic
Niggaz smokin' burner, to fight
I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland the real kick it

You might get killed nigga or make a mill
Move down South 'cuz the is wild
Now the radio wanna clown my style
I raised too many rappers you
Ask 'em who grew up on, Too $hort
all that black ball shit, it won't last
K M E L, y'all can my ass

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

It all started back 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 thirteen G's, all mine, didn't Teddy Gram one dime
Now listen real close 'cuz it might be hard to

Chris Ted it was fifty thousand dollaz
sound petty an' it is
But how it goes when you in show biz
Niggaz fallin' out, be makin' millions
Instead of studios, we lawyers in buildings
Then we speakin', shit got funky
I don't give a fuck, muthafucka get my
I ain't never been a hoe, you pimp me

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

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

I went to the freak-nik, shit me out
Came back fo' Jack the
me a house, that was August '93, time to dip
I hade warrants in the an' I was hot as shit
Everytime I got stopped, nigga went to
me bad 'cuz I was hangin' wit criminals
I wanted to buy me a in the Oakland Hills
Nice lil' somethin' fo' a a mill

That's was right around the time hooked Dru down
The luniz came through an' tricks got clowned
Ron tore 'em up on the freestyle tip
An' niggaz ran nobody outta shit
Then they put it on the town, got real
When you was in the fourth I had a record deal
You got one hit record now you
You one fake album, you'll be fallin'

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

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

Niggaz at the studio late at night
a Charokee, started shootin' at Spice
At the picnic out in the park
Niggaz gather fo' some shit to start
They had bullets wit my name but we got to me
See me sucka mutha shootin' at the street
It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a full
One in the an' it blockin' T.B.
Still to be my pimp
I could lose my life or give my to him
I'd rather die you use me
I tried to buy him out, the sued me

An' that's where it stands right now
Fo' the mutha fuckaz that know
Like the say, "If you don't know, now you know"