Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Tales

These are the
These are the tales that I tell so
(Tune in to the Channel)
are the tales
(Learn a biatch)
These are the that I tell so well
(Short Dog)

I'm thinkin' way back, it's been a long, time
In 1980 I my first rhyme
I to spit a lot of game
But then, I was just sayin' my name

I had a record on my stereo
Got down on my knees with my
From Oakland, California some new shit
I'm Sir Too Short, I'm bout to do

In 1981, where it all begun
We do it for the money, we rap for fun
Five fo' a tape, Too Short and Freddy B
Money in my pocket's all I ever

It was me, Fred B and Freddy
the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat
While we rapped the bitches and all the ho's
Can't be in the hole tryin' to without vogues

In '82 you was in the
With a Falcon, Cougar or a
Me and Freddy B used to hit the
With a bag of tapes puttin' in work,

In '83 you hit a house
A dolla' get you in and a fo' a drink
I'm on the smokin' get-right
And at mid-night I'll be on the mic

I did the same thang, for the two years
That's why they say my name, I come through here
When I was Sixteen, I want'd to be a
I went to Fremont High with Lil' D and

Young ballers in the livin' real phat
Never had the sack but I smoked a crack
up in the weed, we call 'em bass rock Caddies
Goin' on them grimmies make them ho's me daddy

are the tales
These are the tales that I so well
are the tales
These are the tales I tell so well

It's fifteen years since that shit happened
But Too Short don't stop
In '85, I was on the right
Ten thousand niggaz, Short on stage

Underground tapes was all they ever
But the whole crowd sang along with me for word
And that changed
Went to Seventy Five Girls and up with Dean

Real player-ism and no joke
Snort a lot of with ho's that like to smoke
I was makin' records but wasn't makin'
You can take it seriously or you can it's funny

By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous
And I made the "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
No radio or video or CD
Six in a row, Ice Cube and Cool J
Who else did that shit? Short Dog the Bay

These try to play it safe
But I been mackin' hard eighty-eight
And from to ninety-six
I was rappin' on the mic talkin' shit about a

I'll retire ten times and still be here
My old records about a half a mil' a year
I say "Bitch get naked" so
rhymes through decades and centuries

And bitches just my dirty mouth
When I see you again cuss you out, biatch!
That's my gift, now all you get to say that shit
I sue you, but that's the trademark
I was a grown ass man you was playin' in the park lil' nigga

are the tales
These are the that I tell so well
are the tales
These are the tales that I so well

Now I'm in Atlanta I still the O
I you my bitch but you can't have my flow
I guest on 47 albums
Fuck McDonald and Calvin

I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New
I get respect, they me Too Short
I swell in ATL, 'cause I'm a player
We hella ho's at X House in Decatur where it's greater

You how we ride
I got love for all from the EastSide
It was me, Ant Banks and B
All we need to do is find my PeeWee

We used to be on Murdel Street funky songs
If you see him him Short said it's back on
Let's get this money, midwest down
East coast, West coast ride out,

are the tales
(That's my to rap)
are the tales that I tell so well
(You can have that word, say all you want)

These are the
(All you fake ass niggas)
These are the tales I tell so well
(You finally get to Too Short's bitch, trick)