Luyện nghe bài hát Way Too Real

Way too real, Short Dog is way too real
the T Double, some call me $hort
I'm in the house once again the East to the North
You know the is the best coast
We got the best beats, we bump the best
life way too fast
Start snitching and you might not
It used to be about old pimps and
But now we got the young bucks to jack
It's a up, put your hands up before you get bucked
Got you for your watch, your link, and green stuff
wants to be the man
And you are, you go straight to the pen
Get quick schemes off dope fiends
I know you know I mean
Making big money, living to the bone
Oakland, California is we roam
Hitting corner, that corner, everywhere
Bumping fly young tenders with the real big
Sassy nasty, young-ass
ride in my car and feel the beat
We hit the motel, the head was
Baby had like a big ol' whale
She told all her I did her, too
She got dogged Scooby Doo
Cause in the land of macks we don't that
You run your mouth, you get pimp-slapped
And you ask me just how I
Short Dog's way too real

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

Been in the game for about 10 years or
Talking about shit you did before
You my macking is cracking, all of the time
Spitting playboy rhymes
I got a serious grind and it sure ain't
You slang D, well I'm a slang a gang of
funky fresh for you to ride to, fool
Bending corners in the old
I seen my homie Dom and he said "What's up?"
in a Supersport drunk as fuck
And when you see us, the clique is called "The Crew"
We wouldn't it for you, cause the game is true
say that the Dog can't rap
But my bank will prove that
I make G's, so you can see nuts, hoe
Or get played dominoes
I used to fuck a bitch from San
Baby liked to freak all kind of
She I was the best, couldn't settle for less
Had my "Short Dog" tattooed on her chest
After three I called it quits
She tried to pop pregnant shit
But like a mack, I her
Dropped her ass off at
Never I let her put a baby on me
I ain't the one, I'm Step
I had to let her just how I feel
I'm living way too

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

From city to city, to valley
Never seen state on hit like Cali-
Fornia, the hustlers play
you wouldn't expect happens everyday
It's the Wild West I'm speaking about
Where Eastwood would get socked in the mouth
Cause ain't tripping on ranks or stripes
If you the life, you gotta pay the price
So many die over punk shit
talk, a lotta dumb shit
And only God knows when you punch the
Thought he was bulletproof and got
It's either or hell, him or me
in a cell or out on the street
Every day on the ave another brother is
For way too real

Well I'm chilling and I'm willing like a I be killing
Coke is it but I got the feeling
Cause it's about time for a mack to step up
Pimping ain't a thing so I swing on these
Never ever no remorse, of couse
If you try to play me out, I'm a you in your mouth
And Rin Tin I'll watch his chin just
him with an uppercut, there goes his bladder
My rhymes are fatter cause I so
I'm recollect a neck, mic wreck check a hoe
I'm making more dough than the Joe Schmoe
If she's 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 for?
Cause in the nine-tre ain't no or dragging
Bring your ass over, get prepared for the
Ain't no doubt that's how I

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