Luyện nghe bài hát Way Too Real

Way too real, Short Dog is just way too
It's the T Double, some call me
I'm in the house once again from the to the North
You know the is the best coast
We got the best beats, we the best hoes
Living way too fast
Start and you might not last
It used to be about old and macks
But now we got the young bucks to jack
It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get
Got you for your watch, link, and your green stuff
wants to be the man
And when you are, you go to the pen
Get quick schemes off dope fiends
I know you know I mean
Making big money, living stoned to the
Oakland, is where we roam
Hitting corner, that corner, everywhere
Bumping fly young with the real big hair
Sassy nasty, freaks
Wanna ride in my car and feel the
We hit the motel, the was swell
Baby had back a big ol' whale
She all her friends I did her, too
She got dogged Scooby Doo
Cause in the land of we don't play that
You run your mouth, you get pimp-slapped
And you ask me how I feel
Dog's living way too real

I'm living way too real,
Short Dog in the
Can't but live real, you know what I mean?
Tell you some shit,

in the game for about 10 years or more
Talking about you never did before
You know my macking is cracking, all of the
24-7 Spitting playboy
I got a serious grind and it sure fake
You slang D, well I'm a slang a gang of
Something funky fresh for you to to, fool
corners in the old school
I seen my Father Dom and he said "What's up?"
in a Supersport drunk as fuck
And when you see us, the clique is "The Dangerous Crew"
We wouldn't change it for you, the game is true
Some say that the Dog rap
But my account will prove that
I G's, so you can see these nuts, hoe
Or get played dominoes
I used to fuck a bitch San Jose
liked to freak all kind of ways
She said I was the best, couldn't for less
Had my name "Short Dog" on her chest
After three I called it quits
She to pop that pregnant shit
But like a mack, I her
Dropped her ass off at
Never would I let her put a on me
I ain't the one, I'm Daddy
I had to let her just how I feel
I'm way too real

"Don't fuck with Too $hort"
"Don't ever fuck Too $hort"
"Don't fuck with Too $hort"
"Don't ever fuck Too $hort"

From city to city, valley to
Never another state on hit like Cali-
Fornia, where the hustlers
What you wouldn't happens everyday
the Wild Wild West I'm speaking about
Where Clint would get socked in the mouth
Cause ain't tripping on ranks or stripes
If you live the life, you gotta pay the
So many youngsters die over punk
Small talk, a lotta dumb
And God knows when you punch the clock
he was bulletproof and got shot
It's heaven or hell, him or me
Locked in a cell or out on the
Every day on the ave another brother is
For living way too

Well I'm chilling and I'm willing a villian I be killing
Coke is it but I got the feeling
it's about time for a real mack to step up
Pimping ain't a so I swing on these heifers
Never ever no remorse, of couse
If you try to me out, I'm a punch you in your mouth
And Rin Tin I'll watch his just splatter
Caught him an uppercut, there goes his bladder
My rhymes are cause I said so
I'm gonna recollect a neck, mic wreck a hoe
I'm making more dough than the average Joe
If fronting on the pussy then the hoe got to go
Out the back door, don't want to see you no
You ain't Deep Throat, so what you come here
Cause in the ain't no lagging or dragging
your ass over, get prepared for the stabbing
Ain't no that's how I feel

Father Dom and the Playboy $hort, we're living way too