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 tales that I so well
(Short Dog)

I'm thinkin' way back, it's a long, long time
In 1980 I wrote my first
I like to a lot of game
But back then, I was 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 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
in my pocket's all I ever need

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

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

In '83 you hit a party
A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a
I'm on the turntable get-right
And at I'll be rappin' on the mic

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

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

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

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

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

Real player-ism and no joke
Snort a lot of coke with ho's that like to
I was makin' records but makin' money
You can take it seriously or you can think it's

By '87, I was on my own, Dangerous Music
And I made the song "These are the tales, the 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

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

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

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

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

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

I get money with Erick when I'm in New York
I get respect, they me Too Short
I live in ATL, 'cause I'm a player
We fuckin' hella ho's at X House in 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 find my nigga

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

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

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