Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Tales

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

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

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

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

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

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

In '83 you hit a house
A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a
I'm on the turntable 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, I come through here
When I was Sixteen, I want'd to be a
I to Fremont High with Lil' D and Black

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

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

been fifteen years since that shit happened
But Too Short don't stop
In '85, I was on the page
Ten niggaz, Short live on stage

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

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

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

These ho's try to it safe
But I mackin' hard since eighty-eight
And from to ninety-six
I was rappin' on the mic shit about a bitch

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

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

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

Now I'm in Atlanta I love the O
I you my bitch but you can't have my flow
I appeared on 47 albums
Fuck and fuck Calvin

I get money Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, call me Too Short
I swell 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 niggaz the EastSide
It was me, Ant and Shorty B
All we need to do is find my PeeWee

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

are the tales
(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 regular ass niggas)
These are the tales that I tell so
(You get to have Too Short's bitch, trick)