Luyện nghe bài hát That's Why

Yeah, we gettin' real on this y'all
You know I'm hearin' all rumors out here 'bout
They ran $hort up outta East Oakland
moved to Atlanta, ain't got no mo' love in the town
I got much love in y'all
You know I'm sayin' I been doin this shit fo' years
So I'm a tell it to you juss like it happened,

I don't stop rappin', ever the very first day
I grabbed the microphone, made a ass tape
I had sixteen hoes, suckin' ten
Game from the "O", an' any pimp knows
The only love hoes get is they paid fo'
Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay
I gotta make moves bitch, stack G's
From the whole stroll to my fax

I got money comin' in from
From New York to L.A., to the fuckin' Bay, it's true
I'm the man G, I'm underground 106 ban me
All on the air sayin' don't fuck wit me no mo'
I go wit rap like K-P-O-O
From the very time I grabbed the mic
smokin' burner, ready to fight
I don't promote violence, I'm from where the real kick it

You might get nigga or make a mill ticket
down South 'cuz the town is wild
Now the radio jocks clown my style
I too many rappers you support
Ask 'em who grew up on, Too $hort
Fuck all black ball shit, it won't last
K M E L, can kiss my ass

why the town got rid 'o $hort
That's why the got rid 'o $hort

It all started when C and H
to T, B, tryin' to playa hate
I a brand new Lexus, 93
Balls called me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me"
He said, "I you an' Ryan got the cash an' split it
If I don't get my cut, you fuckaz gonna get it"
It was thirteen G's, all mine, didn't give Teddy Gram one
Now listen close 'cuz it might be hard to follow

Chris told Ted it was fifty thousand
Shit petty an' it is
But that's how it goes when you in biz
Niggaz out, should be makin' millions
of studios, we seein' lawyers in buildings
Then we stop speakin', got funky
I give a fuck, muthafucka get my money
I ain't never been a hoe, you pimp me

I do all the work while you me
I tried to buy him out but about then
They let the lions out, niggaz start eatin' that up
You shoulda listened
I'm always on this money makin'
Sold a car an' a in Oakland fo' that Lex
Jock loaned me five an' I was that bitch

That's why the got rid 'o $hort
(Don't everythang you hear, nigga)
That's why the got rid 'o $hort

I went to the freak-nik, shit me out
Came back fo' the Rapper
me a house, that was August '93, time to dip
I warrants in the town an' I was hot as shit
Everytime I got stopped, went to jail
Treat me bad I was hangin' wit criminals
I wanted to buy me a in the Oakland Hills
Nice lil' somethin' fo' a a mill

That's was right around the time Chris Dru down
The luniz came an' them tricks got clowned
Rappin' Ron tore 'em up on the tip
An' niggaz ain't ran outta shit
they put it on the town, shit got real
When you was in the grade I had a record deal
You got one hit record now you
You make one album, you'll be fallin'

An' that shit don't apply to me or past
You can meet me at the an' get my autograph
Or you can back, if you can do all that
Me Fred Benz an' Craps
Smokin' burner upstairs in hot house
been fifteen years an' I ain't played out
They Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal
Back in the days K M E L played heavy

why the town got rid 'o $hort
That's why the got rid 'o $hort

Niggaz shootin' at the late at night
a Charokee, started shootin' at Spice
At the E-40 out in the park
Niggaz 'round fo' some shit to start
They had bullets wit my but we never got to me
See me sucka fucka shootin' at the street
It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip
One in the an' it blockin' T.B.
tryin' to be my pimp
I could my life or give my money to him
I'd die before you use me
I tried to buy him out, the sued me

An' that's where it stands right now
Fo' the mutha fuckaz that know
the notorious say, "If you don't know, now you know"