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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 rappin' for half my
I'm twenty-eight now, pass the mic
If you eighteen or speak up fool
I was born on the mic you went to school

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

I'm not tryin' to say out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say nigga listen
Before you grab the mic and act
on the next nigga's mackin' style

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

And you gots no for me, is that right?
Well your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin', I'm floatin' all the stops
In a clean ass Benz I all the props

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

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

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

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

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' everything and you pimpin'
And to think you hang with me
I never would spit game for free

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

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

No shit, the old bitch sucked a good dick
Put them legs up she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, I macked your mother
But is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover

Now you're all grown up, with partners rappin'
But old Short your 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 don't stop, to the beat
It goes on I don't stop rappin'

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

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

I ain't givin' no bitch, no kind of
You got one girl then the hoe like a mack
What's is hers, she don't trip
Sucker ass need to check that bitch

But you're so and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, hoes livin' fat
While you at home, sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a in Atlanta

And you stand it, so what do you say
Too $hort rap, no fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the
And your album out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one be on ten
Hit the studio and do it again

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

Now ask New York, can Too flow?
Ask Detroit, they'll let them niggaz
Then ask Philly, can I
South side of Chicago, who's the

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

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

Daydreams, about bein'
It all started when I was sellin' tapes
in eighty-two, eighty-fo' on up
Waitin' still just to blow on up

And when it happened, I had to wait
I didn't get till eighty-eight
I nine albums in nine years
I'm a true West Coast pioneer

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

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