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

I been for half 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 to school

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let me you somethin' 'bout a nigga named $hort
Rappers always talk about the way I flow
But let me hit the mall with the MC's
I be signin' autographs, spend a of G's

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

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just everything and you pimpin' hoes
And to think you could with me
I never would this 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 talk when you ain't havin' no money

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

No shit, the old bitch sucked a damn dick
Put them legs up she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no punk, I coulda macked your 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 to get with me
I his career, instantly

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

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

In the back of a big ass truck
Jump two rows and get my dick sucked
Benzos, Lexus, Rolex and
lil' 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 is hers, she don't trip
Sucker ass nigga need to that bitch

But you're so weak and it shows in rap
I'm out here, hoes livin' fat
While you at home, gettin' by your mama
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 album ain't out because 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 I don't 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 know
ask Philly, can I rap?
South side of Chicago, who's the

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

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

Daydreams, about great
It all back when I was sellin' tapes
in eighty-two, eighty-three on up
Waitin' still waitin' just to on up

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

Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the
All that money we 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 beat
It goes on 'cause I don't stop
And it stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on 'cause I stop rappin'