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Too Short lyrics Paystyle lyrics Aww hell nah nigga We ain't doin no freestyles Don't even know how to do that shit *chuckling* Yeah whatevah Check it out man, check this one out I been rappin for half my life I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool I was born on the mic before you went to school Talkin bout pimp shit, you know whassup I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff Now you're flowin like your name is water But I'm ten years older and my game is harder I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin I'm just tryin to say lil nigga listen Before you grab the mic and act wild Bitin on the next nigga's mackin style And it's all from head, passin round the mic Never even care who you sounded like Sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called Quest And you gots no respect for me, is that right? Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight and keep rappin, I'm floatin past all the stops In a clean ass Benz I have all the props Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my Visa I heard your girlfriend was a real dick pleaser And a Too $hort fan, faithfully When I came to your town she couldn't wait to see me To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin Let me tell you somethin bout a nigga named Short Rappers always talk about the way I can't flow But let me hit the mall with the same MC's I be signin autographs, spend a gang of G's While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars Freestylin, but you ain't original You just shootin everything and you pimpin hoes And to think you could hang with me I never would spit this game for free I'm the T-double-O, S-H, O-R-T I rock all stages and any parties Any my style is gettin bank Gettin head, gettin hella dank I drop my top when it's hot and sunny So how you talk shit when you ain't havin no money I set trends in the rap game bitch And gives a fuck when other rappers talk shit I know you motherfuckers, heard me rap So hard, I put your momma in my dirty rap No shit, the old bitch sucked a damn good dick Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it I'm not a no good punk, I coulda macked your mother But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin But old Short Dawg'll your ass what happened To a fake MC, who tried to get with me I ended his career, instantly And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappinNow let's compare the lifestyles, of me and you You're phony and I'm all about bein true You drive a bucket, that you bought for a G I ride around snuffin them fo'-eighteens In the back of a motherfuckin big ass truck Jump two rows back and get my dick sucked Benzos, Lexus, Rolex and Caddy Fine lil bitches havin sex with Daddy I ain't givin no bitch, no kind of slack You got one girl then treat the hoe like a mack What's yours is hers, she don't trip Sucker ass nigga need to check that bitch But you're so weak, and it shows in your rap I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma I bought my mother a house in Atlanta And you can't stand it, so whaddayou say Too $hort can't rap, no fuckin way But here I am, workin in the studio And your album ain't out because you're movin slow By the time you make one I'll be on ten Hit the studio nigga, and do it again To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin Now ask New York, can Too $hort flow Ask Detroit, they'll let them niggaz know Then ask Philly, can I rap South side of Chicago, who's the mack? I never ever tripped on the shit that you spit about me Everytime I perform, I make a lot of G's Cause I'm paid for this motherfuckin rap shit Eatin good like a motherfuckin fat bitch Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu Eatin fast food if you only knew I understand though, cause I been there befo' Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go Daydreams, about bein great It all started back when I was sellin tapes in eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up Waitin still waitin just to blow on up And when it happened, I still had to wait I didn't get paid til eighty-eight I made nine albums in nine years I'm a true blue West coast pioneer Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the rest All that money we makin don't fault the West Cause we ain't the ones who created rap But when we made the shit, we made it fat And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin BEYOTCH! Other Too Short lyrics: Short Dog's in the House lyrics It's Your Life lyrics The Ghetto lyrics Short But Funky lyrics In the Oaktown lyrics Dead or Alive lyrics Punk Bitch lyrics Ain't Nuthin But a Word to Me lyrics Hard on the Boulevard lyrics Pimpology lyrics Paula & Janet lyrics Rap Like Me lyrics Intro: Shorty the Pimp lyrics In the Trunk lyrics I Ain't Nothin But a Dog lyrics Hoes lyrics No Love From Oakland lyrics I Want to Be Free (That's the Truth) lyrics Hoochie lyrics Step Daddy lyrics It Don't Stop lyrics So You Want to Be a Gangster lyrics Somethin to Ride To lyrics Gettin' It lyrics Survivin' the Game lyrics That's Why lyrics Bad Ways lyrics Fuck My Car lyrics Take My Bitch lyrics Buy You Some lyrics Pimp Me lyrics Baby D lyrics Nasty Rhymes lyrics Never Talk Down lyrics I Must Confess lyrics Anything is Possible lyrics You Nasty lyrics Pimp Shit lyrics Just Like Dope lyrics Call Me Daddy lyrics Where They At? lyrics 2 Bitches lyrics All the Time lyrics Don't Hate the Player lyrics Keep Fuckin' Me lyrics I Luv lyrics Late Night Creep lyrics These Are the Tales lyrics This How We Eat lyrics Candy Paint lyrics Fire lyrics Can I Hit It lyrics Chase the Cat lyrics Don't Ever Give Up lyrics Domestic Violence lyrics Player For Life lyrics Analyze the Game lyrics Talkin' Shit lyrics Mack Attack lyrics Freaky Tales lyrics Dope Fiend Beat lyrics Little Girls lyrics Can't Stay Away (Can't Stay Away ) lyrics Ain't No Bitches lyrics Can't Stop lyrics Here We Go (J.D. Remix) lyrics More Freaky Tales lyrics Good Life lyrics Longevity lyrics How Does it Feel lyrics What Happened to the Groupies lyrics Can't Stay Away lyrics Ain't Nuthin Like Pimpin lyrics Cocktales lyrics Can I Get A Bitch lyrics Coming Up $hort lyrics Thangs Change lyrics Givin up the Funk lyrics Top Down lyrics We Do This lyrics Game lyrics Sample The Funk lyrics Don't Fuck for Free lyrics Don't Fight the Intro lyrics I'm a Playa lyrics Just Anotha Day lyrics Gotta Get Some Lovin' lyrics Money In The Ghetto lyrics Blowjob Betty lyrics All My Bitches Are Gone lyrics The Dangerous Crew lyrics Get In Where You Fit In lyrics Playboy $hort lyrics Way Too Real lyrics It's All Good lyrics Oakland Style lyrics Life is Too $hort lyrics Rhymes lyrics I Ain't Trippin lyrics Nobody Does It Better lyrics Oakland lyrics Don't Fight the Feeling lyrics Cusswords lyrics City of Dope lyrics Pimp the Ho lyrics |