Luyện nghe bài hát It Don't Stop

Funky fresh on the microphone, bitch
And it don't to the beat, baby
Oakland, California is in the house,

I tell you, does it better than Too Short
I got so many raps, I know you can't more
I grew up on the mic, I spent my whole life
Writin' raps, late at

And I never would no fake LP's
MC's don't make no G's
They make weak, raps and need to quit
22 songs and 3 on hit

Frontin' on me like you some
Better sell a million records, go
'Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a rapper
You wanna get with me, you gotta climb that

But you nothin' but a joke
make money, tell me why are you broke?
We get paid like a and we get
A brand-new house full of shit

A brand-new car in my brand-new
I always keep the top on the highway
Too Short, baby, known
Had a dream to be a player

Way too at a younger age
It was everyday, just make pay
12 later, you're still in the game
And you never talk down on a player's

'Cause I'm Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

You see, I'm fresh like with funky beats
I say what's up to the on 10th Street
It's goin' down in the Oakland
Home of the infamous Too sound

So keep your thoughts in your diary
And if you're lookin' for a leader, you can me
And if your so-called don't pay
The only you need to say

Is "I quit, I'm through you"
Pack up raps and join the Dangerous Crew
We got mo' beats than the joe
And a studio

So what you heard and we'll see it's on
Oakland, California leave me alone
I'm the most rappin', most rhymin'
Sold my drop-top but I'm still

I'm Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

Now I've established my career
I wanna some other brothers out here
'em up and let 'em make some dough
Flip Benzes and out shows

Oakland got talent, fool
MC's in elementary
Not to mention and singers
And B with his magical fingers

We get funky like skunk
it up, hit it and get keed
This dope fiend beat will get you
If it don't go gold too soon, cry

If the ain't deep, somethin's wrong
It must not be a Too short song
'Cause the first thing I do when I my tape
Is drop a few kicks my 808

And when my tapes hit the store, they sell so
You can tell by my big fat check
It's just a dangerous thing I'm on the mic
And the police don't even like

The way we hit your town, it's so
all about makin' big money
So before I go, you remember this
Muthafuck you, damn shit bitch

I'm Too Short, Too Short
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too

Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too
Too Short, Too
Too, Too Short, Too