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

I been for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now, sayin' the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen up fool
I was born on the mic you went to school

'bout pimp shit, you know whassup
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 is harder

I'm not tryin' to say you're out dissin'
I'm tryin' to say lil' nigga listen
you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin' on the next mackin' style

And it's all head, passin' round the mic
Never even care who you sounded
Sound like Dogg, then you switched to Treach
Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Quest

And you gots no respect for me, is that
Well jump your ass on the train backpack tight
And rappin', I'm floatin' past all the stops
In a ass Benz I have all the props

Fuck credit from a can you match my Visa
I heard girlfriend was a real dick pleaser
And a Too fan, faithfully
When I came to town she couldn't wait to see me

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

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

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

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

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

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

No shit, the old bitch a damn good dick
Put legs up high she couldn't handle 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 rappin'
But old Short Dawg'll ass what happened
To a fake MC, who tried to get me
I ended his career,

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

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

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

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

But so weak and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, gettin' hoes fat
While you at home, gettin' sweated by your
I bought my mother a house in

And you can't stand it, so do you say
Too can't rap, no fuckin' way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because 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 stop
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'

Now ask New York, can Too $hort
Ask Detroit, they'll let them know
ask Philly, can I rap?
South side of Chicago, the mack?

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

Every day at the house, what's wrong wichu?
Eatin' fast food if you only
I though, 'cause I been there befo'
Eat any damn thing and got to go

Daydreams, bein' great
It all started back when I was sellin'
in eighty-two, eighty-three on up
Waitin' waitin' just to blow on up

And when it happened, I had to wait
I get paid till eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine
I'm a true blue West pioneer

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

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