Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

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

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

I got money comin' in 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 back wit rap K-P-O-O
From the very first time I the mic
smokin' burner, ready to fight
I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland the real kick it

You might get nigga or make a mill ticket
Move down South 'cuz the town is
Now the jocks wanna clown my style
I raised too many rappers you
Ask 'em who they grew up on, Too
Fuck all that black ball shit, it last
K M E L, y'all can my ass

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

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

Chris told Ted it was fifty dollaz
sound petty an' it is
But that's how it goes when you in biz
Niggaz out, should be makin' millions
Instead of studios, we seein' lawyers in
Then we speakin', shit got funky
I don't a fuck, muthafucka get my money
I ain't been a hoe, you can't pimp me

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

That's why the town got rid 'o
(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
me a house, that was August '93, time to dip
I hade in the town an' I was hot as shit
Everytime I got stopped, nigga to jail
Treat me bad I was hangin' wit criminals
I to buy me a house in the Oakland Hills
lil' somethin' fo' a half a mill

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

An' that don't apply to me present or past
You can meet me at the an' get my autograph
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 pedal
Back in the days K M E L played heavy

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

Niggaz shootin' at the studio at night
a Charokee, started shootin' at Spice
At the E-40 out in the park
Niggaz gather 'round fo' some shit to
They had bullets wit my but we never got to me
See me sucka mutha fucka 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 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 that don't know
the notorious say, "If you don't know, now you know"