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Текст (слова) песни: Too Short - It Don`t Stop

Funky fresh on the muthafuckin microphone
Bitch

And it don`t stop
To the beat, baby

Oakland, California is in the house
Bitch

[ VERSE 1 ]
I tell you, nobody does it better than Too $hort
I got so many raps, I know you can`t have more
Cause I grew up on the mic, I spent my whole life
Writin raps, late at night
And I never would make no fake LP`s
Sucker MC`s don`t make no g`s
They make weak, weak raps, and need to quit
22 songs, and only 3 on hit
Frontin on me like you want some
Better sell a million records, go platinum
Cause I wouldn`t waste my time on a one-rap rapper
You wanna get with me, you gotta climb that ladder
But you ain`t nothin but a joke
Rappers make money, tell me why are you broke?
We get paid like a muthafucka, and we get
A brand-new house full of brand-new shit
A brand-new car in my brand-new driveway
I always keep the top down on the highway
Too $hort, baby, known everywhere
Had a life-long dream to be a player
Way too cold at a younger age
It was everyday, `just make that pay`
12 years later, still in the game
And you never talk down on a player`s name
Cause I`m (Too $hort, Too $hort)

[ VERSE 2 ]
You see, I`m fresh like always with funky beats
I say what`s up to the brothers on 10th Street
It`s goin down in the Oakland town
Home of the infamous Too $hort sound
So keep your jealous-ass thoughts in your diary
And if you`re lookin for a leader, you can hire me
And if your so-called boss don`t pay
The only thing you need to say
Is "I quit, I`m through with you"
Pack up your raps, and join the Dangerous Crew
We got mo` beats than the average joe
And a 24-track studio
So forget what you heard, and we`ll see it`s on
Oakland, California can`t leave me alone
Cause I`m the most rappin, most rhymin
Sold my drop-top, but I`m still high-sidin
I`m (Too $hort, Too $hort)

[ VERSE 3 ]
Now that I`ve established my career
I wanna help some other brothers out here
Hook em up and let em make some dough
Flip Benzes and turn out shows
Cause Oakland got talent, fool
MC`s in elementary school
Not to mention musicians and singers
And Shorty B with his magical fingers
We get funky like skunk weed
Light it up, hit it, and get keed
This dopefiend beat will get you high
If it don`t go gold too soon, I`ll cry
If the bass ain`t deep, somethin`s wrong
It must not be a real Too $hort song
Cause the first thing I do when I make my tape
Is drop a few kicks from my 808
And when my tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It`s just a Dangerous thing when I`m on the mic
And the local police don`t even like
The way we hit your town, it`s so funny
It`s all about makin big money
So before I go, you should remember this
Muthafuck you, damn shithead bitch
Cause I`m (Too $hort, Too $hort)

 

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