Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Trippin

I was not long ago, "Too short, dont stop that rap"
Now every I grab the mic I rock you just like that
8 years ago I started to rap I use to sell tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy Freddy B, yo, it like big players

Everybody my raps like 100 dollar bills
I rocked house on 98th, even rocked in the 69 vill
Might find me on the mic at hot lips or at the east bay dragon spot
All the 85 boys with their in the air screamin
"Too short, dont stop"

Like Royal Park, like Plymouth Rock, street and Sunny side
sobrante park and brookefield, East Oakland, yeah, thats right
5 years ago I continued to and if you havent yet heard my name
It was all in the papers, on the evening
I was stone in the game

Around time, a friend of mine, My homeboy Lionel B
Hooked me up like this, yo on the stage just the beat
Some say I have a mind, sometimes that might be true
But these are just dirty times, I aint trippin on you

I aint trippin, keep on talkin, you think Im smokin pipe
I got money, homeboy, I got some of your future wifes
Well, my story goes this, man, I smooth went out on wax
Singin girl, thats your life, female funk and rap
Silky D the beat, kicked me down cold cash
I was ridin the bus one day, day, I was on the gas
Everybody loved Too Short down the strip

Then one day, just that, homeboy jumped on my tip
You started rumors, man, said you saw me rappin in jail
No, I never down to the flatlands
I was chillin with the homies on the

I aint trippin but the word went out, Sir Too Short was
Cant say where it all began, so Ima blamin it all on you
Everybody use to say, "Too Short, dont that rap"
Now every time you see my face, you say Im smokin
Oakland, California, I it all before
Im makin big bank now, rockin the crowd, I trippin no more

Now Im back on top again, I still stop that rap
time I grab the mic, my bankrolls gettin fat
Freaky tales took of that, you know Im comin up
'Cause time you see my face, Im rollin all so tough
I made the cut, the freaky tales, I started picturin this
I named my album to Mack with the cleanest raps and beats

Everything was kickin in, me and Ran kept checks
Next I know there you go, guess whos on my tip?
You said I just got out of jail, jumped right on that pipe
Your sisters boyfriend told you, man, Im smokin every

Then you to my show and stood there so damn bold
Said, "Too Short, man, you smokin" and Im standin here gold
I aint trippin no more, really worth my time
So to squash it off, I kicked on back and wrote you all the
Benzes rollin, jettin and caddies keep on dippin
You keep talkin all that crap, I aint