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Aww hell, nah
We ain't doin' no
Don't even know how to do shit
Yeah,
it out man, check this one out

I been rappin' for my life
I'm twenty-eight now, pass the mic
If you or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to

Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know
I if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now flowin' like your name is Water
But I'm ten years older and my game is

I'm not tryin' to say you're out there
I'm tryin' to say lil' nigga listen
Before you the mic and act wild
Bitin' on the next nigga's style

And it's all head, passin' round the mic
even care who you sounded like
Sound Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach
Bit the then A Tribe Called Quest

And you gots no respect for me, is right?
Well your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin', I'm past all the stops
In a clean ass I have all the props

Fuck from a rapper can you match my Visa
I your girlfriend was a real dick pleaser
And a Too $hort fan,
When I to your town she couldn't wait to see me

To the beat y'all and it stop
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'
To the beat y'all, and it stop
It goes on 'cause I don't stop

Let me tell you 'bout a nigga named $hort
always talk about the way I can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the MC's
I be autographs, spend a gang of G's

While you walkin' broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin' like you a whole sack of doja
Outside in the lot in front of the cars
Standin' in a circle some wannabe stars

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just everything and you pimpin' hoes
And to you could hang with me
I never would spit game for free

I'm the T double O, S H O R T, I all stages and any parties
Any my style is gettin' bank, gettin' head, hella dank
I drop my top when hot and sunny
So how you shit when you ain't havin' no money

I set in the rap game bitch
And gives a when other rappers talk shit
I know you motherfuckers, me rap
So hard, I put your in my dirty rap

No shit, the old bitch sucked a damn good
Put them legs up high she couldn't it
I'm not a no good punk, I coulda macked mother
But Life is Too $hort, so I it undercover

Now you're all grown up, with your partners
But old Short Dawg'll ass what happened
To a MC, who tried to get with me
I his career, instantly

And it don't stop, to the y'all
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'
And it stop, to the beat y'all
It on 'cause I don't stop rappin'

Now let's the lifestyles, of me and you
You're phony and I'm all about true
You a bucket, that you bought for a G
I ride around them fo'-eighteens

In the of a motherfuckin' big ass truck
Jump two rows back and get my dick
Benzos, Lexus, and Caddy
Fine lil' havin' sex with Daddy

I ain't no bitch, no kind of slack
You got one girl treat the hoe like a mack
What's is hers, she don't trip
ass nigga need to check that bitch

But you're so weak and it shows in rap
I'm out here, gettin' livin' fat
you at home, gettin' sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a in Atlanta

And you can't it, so what do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no way
But here I am, workin' in the
And your album ain't out you're movin' slow
By the time you make one be on ten
Hit the studio nigga and do it

To the beat y'all, and it stop
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'
To the beat y'all, and it don't
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'

Now ask New York, can Too flow?
Ask Detroit, they'll let them niggaz
ask Philly, can I rap?
South side of Chicago, who's the

I never ever on the shit that you spit about me
Every I perform, I make a lot of G's
'Cause I'm paid for this rap shit
Eatin' good like a fat bitch

Every single day at the house, wrong wichu?
Eatin' food if you only knew
I understand though, 'cause I been befo'
Eat any thing and got nowhere to go

Daydreams, bein' great
It all started when I was sellin' tapes
in eighty-two, eighty-fo' on up
still waitin' just to blow on up

And when it happened, I still had to
I get paid till eighty-eight
I nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue West Coast

Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the
All that we makin' don't fault the West
'Cause we the ones who created rap
But when we the shit, we made it fat

And it don't stop, to the y'all
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'
And it don't stop, to the beat
It goes on 'cause I don't rappin'