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Aww hell, nah
We ain't no freestyles
Don't even know how to do that
Yeah,
Check it out man, this one out

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

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

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

And it's all from head, passin' the mic
Never even care who you sounded
like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach
Bit the then A Tribe Called 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' past all the
In a ass Benz I have all the props

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

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

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

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

Freestylin', but you original, no
You just shootin' everything and you pimpin'
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 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 shit when you ain't havin' no money

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

Now you're all grown up, with your rappin'
But old Short Dawg'll your ass 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 don't stop

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

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

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

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

And you can't stand it, so do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no way
But I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out you're movin' slow
By the time you one I'll be on ten
Hit the nigga and do it again

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

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

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

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

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

And it happened, I still had to wait
I didn't get paid eighty-eight
I made nine in nine years
I'm a true blue Coast pioneer

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

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