Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Tales

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

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

I had a player on my stereo
Got down on my knees my radio
From Oakland, with 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 fo' a tape, Too Short and Freddy B
Money in my pocket's all I ever

It was me, Fred B and Brack
Dipped the sermon then we smoked them phat
While we about the bitches and all the ho's
be in the hole tryin' to ball 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 party
A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a
I'm on the smokin' get-right
And at mid-night be rappin' on the mic

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And bitches just my dirty mouth
I see you again I'ma 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 when you was playin' in the park lil'

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

Now I'm in I still love the O
I gave you my but you can't have my flow
I guest appeared on 47
Fuck McDonald and fuck

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

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

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

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

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