Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymes

Without a I'm comin' back and if you don't know
Call me S I R T O
I to say these rhymes, I do it all the time
I make my own damn beat now all the is mine
I carry big fat wives, I treat my like guys
Ask 'em who do they and they all say, "Tide"
I'm just an M.C. rapper and nothin'
I keep rhymin' and I do it by

you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You never hear pause when I say these lines
So go on and on, I'm Sir Too
what you've been lookin' for
Like PCP or cocaine
DJ universe got you sprung in the
You make money, hear my rap from to coast
From host to host, I the toast

Too $hort, the way you that hit
to you, keep rhymin' and boy, don't quit
I say, this is how it goes I say my rap
Most when I rhyme wouldn't be like that
'Cause the way I write rhymes you comprehend
I'll keep to the very end
And if you call me fake I'll say, "So
I got you standin' and noddin' like you shot up

So, boy, straightin' up I'm rappin'"
Comin' at you fresh, do you know what
I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with your
I didn't want your, girl, 'cause she ain't fine
I took her to a could've been a hotel
It costs me twenty but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, sister told you
Now the whole damn calls me playboy too

I got rhymes, 'em comin', they don't stop
I'm lookin' at an empty about to fill it up
I only the truth, speak only to you
So if I you to say somethin' then you know what to do
I got rhymes, 'em comin', they never stop
I live in California, a drop top
by the beach, look at the freaks
Jump in my car, I do it week

DJ's who know call me $hort
All you be mothers get no child support
I'm Too $hort, baby, gettin'
Get on the mic and say
left to right, right to left
Girl, stealin' your heart is like theft
ten to nine, three to two
I'll be one up on you

Like makes the sun go down
Crazy rack laid the beat changed life around
the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea
All you're gonna do is wanna rock this
so rough, so tough when I talk this stuff
When I get on the mic I get enough
I'm the of the season, fresh and decent
All my raps are and decent

I'm that rapper known place to
For the hardest raps with the bass
You see I rap all the time, the point
When I walk in the place I jam the joint
old Too $hort's on the microphone
The beat's so can't leave me alone
You see I rap so cool I not shout
I comin' so hard I might knock you out

If you battle with $hort the chance you take
So you better fresh and don't be fake
All you weak MC's with your weak beats
Tellin' all people you can hang with me
one to ten count ten to twenty
And I'll keep on makin' money
is Too $hort, I don't stop
I'm on money like a junkie on top

I got to make it every day, I won't go
Ask me am I and I'll say, "No"
I'm homeboy Too $hort back again
Puttin' on the map, my rap will never end
I'd to send a special thanks to the dangerous crew
For in me when they thought I was through
I got rhymes, I keep 'em
I'm on the mic, I won't stop till it comes out right

And when it's beatin', I'll say, "Let's roll"
I make another record and buy some
I rhymin' and I do it by myself
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't need
I get the job done so all you fake rappers, MC's, rap
Give it up leave rappin' to me
Realizin' young buck, you can't that beat
I rap on the mic and you'll believe nothin' ain't like the big old C

It's just one hard rapper a rap
Not or four sucka's or a couple of saps
Like born to Mack, cash a check
Walkin' like a fool, livin' up to his rep
I'll tell you life ain't long, what you waitin'
I you wanted to be like Too $hort