Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

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

I don't stop rappin', ever since the very 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 hoes get is what they paid fo'
Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a fo'?
I gotta make moves bitch, stack G's
From the whole stroll to my fax

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 106 can't ban me
All on the air sayin' they don't wit me no mo'
I go back wit rap like
From the very first time I the mic
Niggaz burner, ready to fight
I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland where the kick it

You might get killed nigga or make a mill
Move down 'cuz the town is wild
Now the radio wanna clown my style
I too many rappers you support
Ask 'em who grew up on, Too $hort
Fuck all 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 got rid 'o $hort

It all back when C and H
to T, B, tryin' to playa hate
I flipped a new Lexus, 93
Joda Balls me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me"
He said, "I heard you an' Ryan got the 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggaz at the studio late at night
a Charokee, started shootin' at Spice
At the E-40 picnic out in the
Niggaz gather 'round fo' some shit to
They had 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 to be my pimp
I lose my life or give 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 don't
Like the say, "If you don't know, now you know"