Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymes

Without a doubt I'm comin' back and if you don't
me S I R T double O
I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the
I make my own damn beat now all the money is
I big fat wives, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em who do they love and all say, "Tide"
I'm an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep and I do it by myself

Could you be me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say lines
So go on and on, I'm Sir Too
what you've been lookin' for
Like PCP or cocaine
DJ universe got you sprung in the
You make money, hear my rap from to coast
From host to host, I the toast

Too $hort, the way you that hit
Here's to you, rhymin' and boy, don't quit
I say, this is how it goes I say my rap
Most times I rhyme wouldn't be like that
'Cause the way I write rhymes you will
keep rappin' to the very end
And if you call me I'll say, "So what?
I got you and noddin' like you just shot up

So, boy, up I'm still rappin'"
Comin' at you fresh, do you know what
I'm rhymes messin' with your mind
I didn't your, girl, 'cause she really ain't fine
I her to a motel could've been a hotel
It me twenty dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, sister told you
Now the whole town calls me playboy too

I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', they don't
I'm lookin' at an empty page about to it up
I write only the truth, only to you
So if I tell you to say somethin' then you know to do
I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', never stop
I in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, at the freaks
in my car, I do it every week

DJ's who know me Mister $hort
All you wanna be mothers get no support
I'm Too $hort, baby, gettin'
Get on the mic and say
Like left to right, right to
Girl, stealin' your heart is like theft
ten to nine, three to two
I'll be one up on you

Like makes the sun go down
Crazy rack laid the beat your life around
the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea
All you're gonna do is wanna rock this
It's so rough, so tough I talk this stuff
When I get on the mic I can't get
I'm the rapper of the season, and decent
All my are smooth and decent

I'm that rapper known to place
For the hardest raps with the bass
You see I rap all the time, the point
When I walk in the place I just jam the
Singin' old Too $hort's on the
The so fresh can't leave me alone
You see I rap so I will not shout
I keep comin' so hard I knock you out

If you battle with $hort the chance you take
So you better come and don't be fake
All you weak MC's with your weak beats
Tellin' all your you can hang with me
Count one to ten ten to twenty
And I'll just keep on makin'
Life is Too $hort, I stop
I'm hooked on money like a on top

I got to it every day, I won't go broke
Ask me am I and I'll say, "No"
I'm homeboy Too $hort back again
Puttin' Oakland on the map, my rap will end
I'd like to send a special thanks to the dangerous
For believin' in me when they thought I was
I got rhymes, I 'em comin'
I'm on the mic, I won't stop till it comes out right

And it's beatin', I'll just say, "Let's roll"
I make record and buy some gold
I keep rhymin' and I do it by
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't help
I get the job so all you fake rappers, MC's, rap masters
Give it up leave rappin' to me
young buck, you can't rock that beat
I rap on the mic and you'll believe nothin' ain't like the big old C

It's one hard rapper spittin' a rap
Not three or four sucka's or a of saps
born to Mack, I'll cash a check
Walkin' 'round like a fool, up to his rep
I'll tell you life ain't long, what you waitin'
I thought you wanted to be like Too