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 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 like to a lot of game
But then, I was just sayin' my name

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

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

It was me, Fred B and Brack
Dipped the sermon sticks we smoked them phat
While we rapped the bitches and all the ho's
be in the hole 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 puttin' in work, biatch

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 be rappin' on the mic

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

Young ballers in the town livin' real
had the sack but I smoked a little crack
Crushed up in the weed, we call 'em bass rock
Goin' on them make them ho's call me daddy

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

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

Underground tapes was all ever heard
But the whole crowd sang along with me word for
And changed everything
to Seventy Five Girls and hooked up with 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 makin'
You can take it or you can think 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 or CD sales
Six in a row, Ice Cube and Cool J
Who else did that shit? Short Dog the Bay

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

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

And bitches just love my 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 ass man when you was playin' in the park lil' nigga

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

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

I get money with 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 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 and Shorty B
All we need to do is find my nigga

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

These are the
(That's my to rap)
These are the tales that I 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 have Too bitch, trick)