Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymes

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

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

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

So, boy, straightin' up I'm rappin'"
at you fresh, do you know what happened?
I'm sayin' rhymes messin' your mind
I didn't your, girl, 'cause she really ain't fine
I took her to a could've been a hotel
It costs me dollars but I did it so well
She had to your sister, your sister told you
Now the whole damn calls me playboy too

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

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

Like nightfall makes the sun go
Crazy laid the beat changed your life around
the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea
All you're gonna do is wanna this beat
It's so rough, so tough when I this stuff
When I get on the mic I get enough
I'm the rapper of the season, fresh and
All my are smooth and decent

I'm that rapper known to place
For the hardest raps the hardest bass
You see I rap all the time, that's the
When I in the place I just jam the joint
Singin' old Too on the microphone
The beat's so fresh can't leave me
You see I rap so cool I not shout
I keep comin' so hard I might you out

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

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

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

It's just one hard rapper a rap
Not three or four sucka's or a couple of
Like born to Mack, cash a check
'round like a fool, livin' up to his rep
I'll tell you life ain't long, you waitin' for?
I thought you to be like Too $hort