Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Tales

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

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

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

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

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

In '82 you was in the
a Falcon, Cougar or a Mustang
Me and B used to hit the turfs
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 thang, for the next two years
That's why they say my name, when I come through
When I was Sixteen, I to be a mack
I to Fremont High with Lil' D and Black

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

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

It's been fifteen years since that happened
But Too Short stop rappin'
In '85, I was on the right
Ten thousand niggaz, Short live on

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

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

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

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

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

And bitches love 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 wont sue you, but the trademark
I was a grown ass man when you was in the park lil' nigga

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

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

I get money Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too
I live in ATL, 'cause I'm a player
We fuckin' hella ho's at X House in Decatur where greater

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

We to be on Murdel Street makin' funky songs
If you see him tell him Short it's back on
Let's get money, midwest down South
coast, West coast ride out, biatch

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

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