Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

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

I don't stop rappin', ever the very first day
I grabbed the microphone, a funky ass tape
I had sixteen hoes, suckin' ten
from the "O", an' any real pimp knows
The only love hoes get is what paid fo'
my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay fo'?
I gotta make bitch, stack some 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 underground 106 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 first time I the mic
Niggaz smokin' burner, ready to
I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland the real kick it

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

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

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

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

I do all the work you pimp me
I tried to buy him out but about then
They let the lions out, start eatin' that shit up
You shoulda listened
I'm always on this makin' mission
Sold a car an' a in Oakland fo' that Lex
Jock loaned me five an' I was that bitch

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

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

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

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

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

Niggaz shootin' at the late at night
Seen a Charokee, started shootin' at
At the E-40 picnic out in the
Niggaz gather 'round fo' some to start
They had bullets wit my name but we got to me
See me mutha fucka shootin' at the street
It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a full
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' where it stands right now y'all
Fo' the mutha fuckaz that know
the notorious say, "If you don't know, now you know"