Lirik Lagu Rap Like Me - Too Short
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Too $hort, MC
Rap like me, you'll go straight to the topKeep doing what you're doing and you're sure to get droppedLike a trick, nothing's even up my sleeveA million albums sold and it's hard to believeWell it's true homeboy, it's not a lieI used to sell tapes on SunnysideI used to catch the 40 bus around the wayMe and Fred Benz, slanging tapesAll these things, that we didGrab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"You fronting MC, I hate to capYou make hit records and you still can't rapI said it before, I'll say it againYou don't belive me, ask your fansWhen I walked into Cali, the place was packedSir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"I keep rapping my rhymes, all the timeYou got no rhymes, so you listen to mineI'm not starting a fight, just telling it rightThe best damn rapper who ever grabbed the micHis name is Too $hort, now shut your mouthIn '81 I was rocking the houseI'm a hustler, baby, coming upI hustle every day and I don't sell drugsI don't run no gangs, don't shoot no diceGave the same damn speech to the Oakland viceBut if you keep pushing, just like youWhen they see me on the strip, coming throughI break it down so vicious it'll break your backWith the beat so loud playing Too $hort rapsThat's it, I'm setNo need to talk that bullshitI need a, Oaktown, big time soundJust enough beat to get on downSo, you other rappers listen to mineYou wouldn't catch Short Dog rapping nursery rhymesCall my rap trash, jam the junkPut a sticker on the cover: "X-Rated Funk"It's just me, you say I won't go farBut I won't stop rapping cause I rap so hard>From here to New York, back to CaliforniaI bumped your girlfriend, don't say I didn't warn yaAll this time you said she's your hoYou really shouldn't give baby all that doughShe gave it all to me
Rap like me, you'll go straight to the topKeep doing what you're doing and you're sure to get droppedLike a trick, nothing's even up my sleeveA million albums sold and it's hard to believeWell it's true homeboy, it's not a lieI used to sell tapes on SunnysideI used to catch the 40 bus around the wayMe and Fred Benz, slanging tapesAll these things, that we didGrab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"You fronting MC, I hate to capYou make hit records and you still can't rapI said it before, I'll say it againYou don't belive me, ask your fansWhen I walked into Cali, the place was packedSir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"I keep rapping my rhymes, all the timeYou got no rhymes, so you listen to mineI'm not starting a fight, just telling it rightThe best damn rapper who ever grabbed the micHis name is Too $hort, now shut your mouthIn '81 I was rocking the houseI'm a hustler, baby, coming upI hustle every day and I don't sell drugsI don't run no gangs, don't shoot no diceGave the same damn speech to the Oakland viceBut if you keep pushing, just like youWhen they see me on the strip, coming throughI break it down so vicious it'll break your backWith the beat so loud playing Too $hort rapsThat's it, I'm setNo need to talk that bullshitI need a, Oaktown, big time soundJust enough beat to get on downSo, you other rappers listen to mineYou wouldn't catch Short Dog rapping nursery rhymesCall my rap trash, jam the junkPut a sticker on the cover: "X-Rated Funk"It's just me, you say I won't go farBut I won't stop rapping cause I rap so hard>From here to New York, back to CaliforniaI bumped your girlfriend, don't say I didn't warn yaAll this time you said she's your hoYou really shouldn't give baby all that doughShe gave it all to me
