Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

Yeah, we gettin' real on album y'all
You know I'm all these rumors out here 'bout
They ran $hort Dogg up East Oakland
Nigga to Atlanta, ain't got no mo' love in the town
I got much in Oakland y'all
You know 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 stop rappin', ever since the very day
I the microphone, made a funky ass tape
I had sixteen hoes, ten toes
Game from the "O", an' any real pimp
The only love hoes get is what paid fo'
Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay
I make moves bitch, stack some G's
From the whole stroll to my fax

I got money 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 sayin' don't fuck wit me no mo'
I go back wit rap like
From the very first time I the mic
smokin' burner, ready to fight
I promote violence, I'm from Oakland where the real kick it

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

why the town got rid 'o $hort
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 you an' Ryan got the cash an' split it
If I get my cut, you mutha fuckaz gonna get it"
It was thirteen G's, all mine, didn't Teddy Gram one dime
Now listen real close it might be hard to follow

Chris told Ted it was thousand dollaz
sound petty an' it is
But that's how it goes you in show biz
fallin' out, should be makin' millions
Instead of studios, we lawyers in buildings
Then we stop speakin', 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 right about
They let the lions out, start eatin' that shit up
You shoulda never
I'm always on money makin' mission
Sold a car an' a truck in Oakland fo' Lex
Jock loaned me an' I was rollin' that bitch

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

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

That's was right around the time Chris hooked Dru
The luniz through an' them tricks got clowned
Ron tore 'em up on the freestyle tip
An' niggaz ain't ran nobody shit
Then put it on the town, shit got real
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 don't apply to me present or
You can me at the mall an' get my autograph
Or you can back, if you can do all that
Me Fred Benz an' Craps
Smokin' burner in hot lips house
It's been fifteen years an' I played out
They playin' Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy
Back in the days K M E L played metal

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

Niggaz at the studio late at night
Seen a Charokee, shootin' at Spice
At the E-40 out in the park
gather 'round fo' some shit to start
They had bullets wit my but we never got to me
See me mutha fucka shootin' at the street
It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip
One in the an' it blockin' T.B.
Still to be my pimp
I could lose my life or my money to him
I'd rather die you use me
I to buy him out, the nigga sued me

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