Текст (слова) песни: Too $hort - Life Is... Too Short

Funky fresh on the microphone

Too $hort
Too $hort

[ VERSE 1 ]
See, I`m fresh like always, I`m comin at you
And you know I won`t stop till I`m through
So get on it. now is the time
Too $hort, baby,`s gonna spit that rhyme
At you, cause I`m jammin, so check me
I play the music, even made the beat
Cause I`m the most rappin, most rhymin
Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin
On you, boy, I`m poppin the most
I come from Oakland, don`t play me close
Cause I`m a player, love to play this game
I get funky out here, pumpin the name
Too $hort, the one and only, I just rock it
Fat bankrolls in my pocket
Call me `the dirty rapper`, I`ll say, "Sure"
But I`m a young black entrepreneur
I`m an MC, right? I own a company too
Programmed the drums and made the groove
So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man
I hope it`s not hard for you to understand
I`m the businessman, it`s not the same
I`m treated like a dope dealer runnin the game
And you wonder why I can`t get no peace
I`m makin more than the chief of police
I`m

Too $hort

[ VERSE 2 ]
Now that I`ve established one fact
I came here to rap
You got a choice to make about me
Can I get busy, are my raps too weak?
Boy, you`re too grown, don`t say I`m borin
Just because you know I come from Californ-
ia where many rappers get no respect
I`m at home in a tape deck
I get played and played until it`s all played out
Sucker MC`s come to my house
They want a contract, get signed up
But like toys they need a good wind-up
Then the other suckers, sayin no names
Rap on the mic and use New York slang
Even though we don`t talk like that out here
The point I`m tryina make comes out so clear
You want paper or plastic, Visa or cash?
You wanna burn rubber, gonna step on the gas
Now nip, dip, roll the strip
Gonna take your mind on a serious tip
Like always I made the beat funky
I keep your head bouncin like a dopefiend junkie
I got to say it before I break
I never rap fake
Cause I`m

Too $hort

[ VERSE 3 ]
See, I`m fresh like always, no sweat
It`s time to jump back in the mix and get
On it, now is the time
Too $hort, baby,`s gonna spit that rhyme
I sell records everyday
And still I get no radio play
I got homies, they love my beat
So you hear me all over the streets
A tape rhymes with bass, I make it deep
The kinda tape you`ll always keep
So if you lose it, you`re not my mama`s son
It ain`t free, go and buy another one
Like a costume party on Halloween
MC`s pop up on the scene
So you made a record, I saw your poster
I`m still harder than you, boy, look closer
Won`t say who`s best, I just tell you the truth
You`re not makin money, so it couldn`t be you
So if that leaves me, Too $hort, baby
I keep it in tune like do-re-mi
With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple
Take that, it`s a Too $hort rap
It`s on you, boy, I`m poppin the most
I come from Oakland, don`t play me close
Cause I`m

Too $hort

[ VERSE 4 ]
Nobody does it better
Tell you, nobody does it better than Too $hort
I take a limousine to the airport

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Too $hort - Life Is... Too Short Funky fresh on the microphone Too $hort Too $hort [ VERSE 1 ] See, I`m fresh like always, I`m comin at you And you know I won`t stop till I`m through So get on it. now is the time Too $hort, baby,`s gonna spit that rhyme At you, cause I`m jammin, so check me I play the music, even made the beat Cause I`m the most rappin, most rhymin Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin On you, boy, I`m poppin the most I come from Oakland, don`t play me close Cause I`m a player, love to play this game I get funky out here, pumpin the name Too $hort, the one and only, I just rock it Fat bankrolls in my pocket Call me `the dirty rapper`, I`ll say, "Sure" But I`m a young black entrepreneur I`m an MC, right? I own a company too Programmed the drums and made the groove So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man I hope it`s not hard for you to understand I`m the businessman, it`s not the same I`m treated like a dope dealer runnin the game And you wonder why I can`t get no peace I`m makin more than the chief of police I`m Too $hort [ VERSE 2 ] Now that I`ve established one fact I came here to rap You got a choice to make about me Can I get busy, are my raps too weak? Boy, you`re too grown, don`t say I`m borin Just because you know I come from Californ- ia where many rappers get no respect I`m at home in a tape deck I get played and played until it`s all played out Sucker MC`s come to my house They want a contract, get signed up But like toys they need a good wind-up Then the other suckers, sayin no names Rap on the mic and use New York slang Even though we don`t talk like that out here The point I`m tryina make comes out so clear You want paper or plastic, Visa or cash? You wanna burn rubber, gonna step on the gas Now nip, dip, roll the strip Gonna take your mind on a serious tip Like always I made the beat funky I keep your head bouncin like a dopefiend junkie I got to say it before I break I never rap fake Cause I`m Too $hort [ VERSE 3 ] See, I`m fresh like always, no sweat It`s time to jump back in the mix and get On it, now is the time Too $hort, baby,`s gonna spit that rhyme I sell records everyday And still I get no radio play I got homies, they love my beat So you hear me all over the streets A tape rhymes with bass, I make it deep The kinda tape you`ll always keep So if you lose it, you`re not my mama`s son It ain`t free, go and buy another one Like a costume party on Halloween MC`s pop up on the scene So you made a record, I saw your poster I`m still harder than you, boy, look closer Won`t say who`s best, I just tell you the truth You`re not makin money, so it couldn`t be you So if that leaves me, Too $hort, baby I keep it in tune like do-re-mi With a strict rap tempo, bassline simple Take that, it`s a Too $hort rap It`s on you, boy, I`m poppin the most I come from Oakland, don`t play me close Cause I`m Too $hort [ VERSE 4 ] Nobody does it better Tell you, nobody does it better than Too $hort I take a limousine to the airport Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Life Is... Too Short: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/10809.html Все тексты песен: Too $hort » Too $hort - Life IS Too $hort » Too $hort - The Bitch Sucks Dick » Too $hort - Triple X » Too $hort - I Need a Freak » Too $hort - I Ain`t Nothin But a Dog » Too $hort - Married to the Game » Too $hort - Don`t Fight the Intro » Too $hort - Female Funk » Too $hort - All the Time » Too $hort - Anything is Possible » Too $hort - Everytime » Too $hort - Life is...Too $hort » Too $hort - Hard on the Boulevard » Too $hort - What`s a Pimp? » Too $hort - The Ghetto » Too $hort - Girl » Too $hort - Don`t Fuck for Free » Too $hort - Keep Fuckin` Me » Too $hort - Be My Dirty Love » Too $hort - You Nasty/The Corruptor soundtrack Рекомендуем скачать: » Федоров Виктор - Приглашение к сказке » Фабрика звезд-3 - Ария министра связи Фзляндии » Филипп Киркоров - Марина » Фристайл - Мой мальчишка » Фактор2 - Школьные друзья » Фабрика Звезд - На! » Филипп Киркоров - Мария » Фактор2 - Привидение » Феликс Даллада - Спит на Волхонке дом... » Филипп Киркоров - Браво, брависимо! » Фактор2 - Рейс 666 » Филипп Киркоров - Ты это брось » Фрейдкин Марк - ФИЛЯ-ЛЯ-ЛЯ » Фристайл - Вишневый сад » Френсис Гойя - Как молоды мы были » Филипп Киркоров - Салма » Фабрика Звезд - 2 » Фабрика звезд-5 - Бог тебя выдумал (Не Пара+Н.Подольская+Р » Феликс Даллада - Ах, какие были мальчики... » Фидошные песни - Фидошный панк
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