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I was told not long ago
Too $hort don’t stop that rap!?
Now everytime I grab the mic
I rock you just like that
8 years ago when I started to rap
I use to sell tapes everywhere
It was me and my homeboy freddy b, yo
Kickin it like big players
Everybody loved my raps like 100 dollar bills
I rocked houseparties on 98th
Even rocked in 69 vill
Might find me on the mic at Hot Lips house
Or at the Eastbay Dragonspot
All the 85th boys with their hand in the air
Screamin Too $hort just don’t stop!?
Like Royal Park, like Plymouth Rock
First street and Sunnyside
Like Sobrante Park and Brookefield
East Oakland, yeah, that’s right
5 years ago I continued to rock
And if you haven’t yet heard my name
It was all in the papers, on the evening news
I was stone cold in the game
Around that time a friend of mine
My homeboy Lionel B hooked me up like this, yo
On the stage just rockin the beat
Some say I have a dirty mind
Sometimes that might be true
But these are just some dirty times
I ain’t trippin on you…

I ain’t trippin, keep on talkin
You think i’m smokin that pipe
I got money, homeboy
I even got some of your future wifes
Well, my story goes like this, man
I smooth went out on wax
Singin Girl, That’s Your Life?
Female Funk?and Short rap?
Silky D worked the beat kicked me down cold cash
I was ridin the bus one day
Next day I was on the gas
Everybody loved Too $hort
Rollin down the strip
Then one day just like that
Homeboy jumped on my tip
You started spreadin rumors, man
Said you saw me rappin in jail
No, I never came down to the flatlands
I was chillin with the homies from the hill
I ain’t trippin but the word went out
Sir Too $hort was through
Can’t really say where it all began
So I’ma blamin it all on you
Everybody use to say
Too $hort don’t stop that rap!?
Now everytime you see my face
You say I’m smokin crack
Oakland, California, I heard it all before
I’m makin big bank now, rockin the crowd
I ain’t trippin no more…

Now I’m back on top again
I still don’t stop that rap
Everytime I grab the mic
My bankroll’s gettin fat
Freaky Tales?took care of that
You know I’m comin up
Cause everytime you see my face
I’m rollin all so tough
When I made the cut…the-he-he Freaky Tales?I started picturin this
I named my album Born To Mack?
With the cleaniest ??
Everythin was kickin in
Me and Ran kept cashin checks
Next thing I know there you go
Guess who’s on my tip?
You said I just got out of jail
Jumped right back on that pipe
Your sister’s boyfriend told you, man
I’m smokin every night
Then you came to my show
And stood there so damn bold
You said Too $hort, man, you smokin
And i’m standin here dreamin gold
I ain’t trippin no more
Really ain’t worth my time
So to squashed it off I kicked on back
And wrote you all the rhyme
Benzes rollin, Beemers jettin
And Caddies keep on dippin
You keep on talkin all that crap
I ain’t trippin…

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