Cusswords
Too $hort

So you motherfuckers thought

I was gonna change my style?

So what are you saying Todd?

To all you bitches, hoes, and all that shit

Here's another rap that I'm ready to spit

It goes like this, my name is $hort

I'm tearin' shit up like never before

Pimp slaps, makin' snaps

Cold cash money and Too $hort raps

Oakland, California that's where I'm from

The city where the boys say you don't want none

But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this

Trues and vogues ain't really shit

Wanna roll so hard, all of the time

You and that bitch playin' Too $hort rhymes

If you ask me, what it's all about, I'll say it's about that money

But if you ask me, could you have some, I'll say it doesn't concern me

Ronald Reagan came up to me and said, Do you have the answer

To the U.S. economy and a cure for cancer?

I said, what are you doin' in the White House

If you're not sellin' cocaine?

Ask your wife, Nancy Reagan, I know she'll spit that game

Like one night, she came to my house, and gave me a blow job

She licked my dick, up and down, like it was corn on the cob

What is life? Life is Too $hort

I play the bitches like it's a sport

Yeah, I'll play the bitches just like y'all

Like Dr. J played basketball

You can call me Too, don't say it twice

You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your wife

You see I'm not proper, I'm rarely polite

Too $hort, Too $hort, don't say it tonight, bitch

It started on a bright morning in 1987

I was in my drop to Caddy y'all gettin' sucked by a bitch named Helen

Nasty bitches, around the world, I wrote this rhyme for you

You might not like my rap, but I'm tellin' you bitch it's true

So much death in the Oakland streets

Am I gonna live till next week?

Will I get shot by a dope fiend

Tryin' to get high, tryin' to steal my ring

I really can't say, 'cause I don't know why

People out here droppin' dead like flies

I used to see a home boy givin' five

Now I say, Man, you're still alive?

Cold as hell, the town I'm from

Won't last too long when you're fakin' the funk

I'm the master rapper, so unique

Clap my hand when I want my freak

You can't deny it, you know I'm right

I turn any rapper out when I'm on the mic

And I won't kick back, or relax

Till he knows I'm the best at the MC rap

Till he knows Too $hort, set the track

They got him caught up in my serious cap

Motherfucker can't spit straight game on the mic

'Cause he's worse than a fag or a Frisco dike

He's a sucker MC, I call him punk

Tryin' to spit that rap, you can scratch that junk

You little punk-ass boy, wouldn't listen to me

Think I'm fakin' but I'm takin' all you sucker MC's

To the end of the world and push you over

Good luck couldn't find you in a four leaf clover

If I ever said a rap, tryin' to cap on you

I wouldn't even sweat it 'cause you'll be through

Lookin' so far up, you might fall down

Gettin' clowned by the hound from east Oaktown

And the look in your face when you're lickin' that tooth

Could make a grown man die, laughin' at you

'Cause you're a, no rappin', no rhymin'

Played out fake ass Simple Simon

I never understood one word you said

But you're swearin' up and down that you're killin' 'em dead

There's only one thing, I wanted to know

Sucker motherfucker, where's the joke?

I'm the player of players, just call me Pop

My name is Too $hort, no I don't stop

I just don't stop mackin', don't stop cappin'

Don't stop rappin' now you see what happens

Your mind is gone, your crew just cut

Sucker MC I'll tell you what

Your rhymes are weak, your rap the same

And when it comes to game, you are lame

Never even heard of Too $hort baby

Hit Oakland in 1980

Singin' mo' raps than a rap could rhyme

Tellin' sucker MC's don't waste my time

There's a girl I know her name is Betty

Straight to the head just rock it steady

She's so freaky she'll juice you up

All the home boys just can't get enough

She's a Ph.D., don't even stop

In the back like that goin', top, top, top

I won't say white girl, won't say she's black

She's the kind of girl that make your knees go crack

Feel the beat, rock with me

Let me tell you what I be

I'm a MC rapper, a MC rapper

A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper

Hey baby, I got this rhyme

It's not gonna stop till the end of time

Like rock and roll I'll play that song

To the beat all day and all night long

So liten up, to what I'm sayin'

I'm a Oaktown mack, bitch I ain't playin'

To all the home boys doin' time in the pen

Gonna rock this beat for you once again

If you can't get out and you're mad as hell

Say bitch, now make it sound for real

I'ma tear shit up, if I get the chance

I could give a fuck less if you're hole don't dance

See I'm a big mack now, I'm so great

I was born and raised in the Golden State

Call me T O O, if you say $hort

I'ma rap my ass off till you give me some more

Big bank, now just make me rich

Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me rich

Check out my style, baby I don't quit

I heard this freak say, That's the shit

He took the cake, fucked the rake

Too $hort baby damn sure ain't fake

But the sucker MC's are screamin' loud

Sayin' Sir Too $hort, shut your mouth

How can you talk about me, and call me weak

When your father smokes coke and you mother's a freak

So I keep on rappin', if nothin' else

Keep your jealous thoughts to yourself

Bitch and bitch, he's a MC right

Ain't sayin' nothin' but he's holdin' the mic

Fuck with me, and boy you're doomed

I send a trick with a hoe to the motel room

'Cause I'm the coldest MC on a microphone

Like a 357 pointed at your dome

I got cap for cap, you never heard

So fresh again with cusswords

Motherfuckin' shit, fuckin' with me

Fuck a skank bitch and a sucker MC

All you bastards got the claps

And fuck you punk 'cause you still can't rap

Cusswords, just let 'em know

Motherfuckin' shit, goddamn ass hoe

Cusswords, just don't quit

Motherfuck you damn shithead bitch

It's Too $hort, on the mic, and it don't stop

And it don't stop, and it won't stop, bitch

Check out my style


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  'Life Is... Too Short' (LP Version)   16 Hoes   19,999   2 Bitches   Ain't No Bitches   Ain't Nothin' But A Word To Me   Ain't Nothing Like Pimpin'   Ain't Nuthin Like Pimpin   All My Bitches Are Gone   All The Time   Analyze The Game   Anything Is Possible   B***H   Baby D   Bad Ways   Badwayz: Don't Trust Her   Baller   Be My Dirty Love   Bitch I'm A Pimp   Bitch Sucks Dick   Blow Job Betty   Blow the Whistle   Blow the Whistle [Clean]   Blow the Whistle [Instrumental]   Blowjob Betty   Bonus Track   Bossy   Bossy   Bossy   Bossy   Bossy [Radio Edit]   Broke Bitch   Burn Rubber   Burn Rubber Pt. 2   Burn Rubber Pt.2   Buy You Some   Cali-O   Cali-O - B-Legit   Califorina Girls   California Girls   Call Her A Bitch   Call It Gangster   Call Me   Call Me Daddy   Can I Get A -----   Can I Get A Bitch   Can I Hit It   Can't Stay Away   Can't Stay Away (Outro)   Can't Stop   Candy Paint   Candy Paint - MC Breed   Candy Paint (feat. MC Breed)   Chase The Cat   Choosin'   City Of Dope   Cocktails   Cocktales   Cocktales   Coke Dealers   Comin' Up $hort   Coming Up $hort   Coming up Short   Couldn't Be A Better Player   Cuss Words   Dead Or Alive   Domestic Violence   Domestic Violence (feat. E-40)   Don't Act Like That   Don't Even Stop   Don't Ever Give Up   Don't Ever Stop   Don't Fight The Feelin'   Don't Fight The Feeling   Don't Fight The Intro   Don't Fuck For Free   Don't Hate The Player   Don't Stop Rappin'   Don't Trust Her   Dope Fiend Beat   Double Header   Dum Ditty Dum   Every Time   Everytime   F.U.C.K.Y.O.U.   Female Funk   Female Players   Fire   Fire (feat. Eric Sermon)   Freaky Tales   Freaky Tales [Beat]   From Here To New York   Fuck My Car   Funk Session   Game   Gangstas & Strippers   Get In Where You Fit In   Get It   Get Low   Get Off The Stage   Get That Cheese   Gettin' It   Girl   Girl (Cocaine) That's Your Life   Givin up The Funk   Giving Up The Funk   Good Life   Gotta Get Some Lovin'   Hard On A Bitch   Hard On The Boulevard   Here We Go   Here We Go (J.D. Remix)   Here We Go (Lil' Jon Remix)   Here We Go [Jermaine Dupri Remix]   Hey, Let's Go   Hey, Let's Go - Devin the Dude   Hobo Hoeing   Hoes   Hoochie   Hotel   Hotel   How Does It Feel   I Ain't Nothin but a Dog   I Ain't Nothin' But A Dog   I Ain't Trippin   I Don't Stop Rappin   I Know You Love Her   I Know You Love Her (feat. Slink Capone)   I Like It   I Love   I Love Tequila   I Luv   I Luv (Featuring Trick Daddy, Scarface And Daz)   I Must Confess   I Need A Freak   I Wanna Pimp You Hoe   I Want to Be Free   I Want To Be Free (That's The Truth)   I Want Your Girl   I'm A Playa   I'm A Player   I'm A Stop   I'm Pimpin'   I'm Wit It   Im Trippin   In The Oaktown   In The Studio   In The Trunk   Independence Day [Instrumental]   Intro: Shorty The Pimp   Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches   Invasion Of The Flat Booty Bitches (erick Sermon R...   It Ain't Over   It Don't Stop   It's a Cold Day   It's A Cold Day (The Funk Wit U Mix)   It's About That Money   It's About That Money (Bonus Track)   It's All Good   It's Alright   It's Time To Go   It's Your Life   Just Anotha Day   Just Another Day   Just Like Dope   Keep Bouncin' (Street)   Keep Fuckin' Me   Kobe Bryant   Late Night Creep   Late Nite Creep   Lead the Way   Leave It Alone   Life Is 2009   Life Is Too $hort   Life Is...Too Short   Life Is..Too Short   Life's Too Short   Little Girls   Lollypops   Longevity   Looking For a Baller   Looking For A Dollar   Mack Attack   Mack Attack [*]   Married To The Game   Money In The Ghetto   Money Maker   Money on the Floor   More Freaky Tales   Movin in Your Chucks   My Dick, My Sack   Nasty Rhymes   Nation Riders   Nation Riders Anthem   Never Talk Down   No Love From Oakland   Nobody Does It Better   Nothing Feels Better   Oakland   Oakland Style   Oakland, California   Old Fashioned Way   Old School   Only The Strong Survive   Partytime   Paula & Janet   Paula Janet   Paystyle   Pimp Life   Pimp Me   Pimp On   Pimp Sh*t   Pimp Shit   Pimp The Ho   Pimpandho.Com   Pimpin' Forever   Pimpology   Playa   Playboy $hort   Playboy Short   Playboy Short II   Player For Life   Players   Players Holiday   Porno Bitch   Pull Them Panties Down   Punk Bitch   Quit Hatin' Pt. 1   Rap Like Me   Real Niggaz   Recognize Game   Rhymes   Ride Wit Us   Sadity   Sample The Funk   Set Up   Shake It Baby   Shake That Monkey   She Know   She Loves Her   Shittin' On 'Em   Short But Funky   Short Dog's In The House   Short Rap   Short Short   Slink Capone: Nation Riders   So Watcha Sayin'   So You Want to Be a Gangster   Somethin to Ride To   Something To Ride To   Sophisticated   Step Daddy   Still Strugglin'   Strip Down   Survivin' The Game   T.W.D.Y. - Player's Holiday   Take My Bitch   Take Your   Take Your [DVD]   Take Your [DVD]   Tell The Feds   Thangs Change   That's How It Goes Down   That's Why   Thats Right   The Bitch Sucks Dick   The Dangerous Crew   The Ghetto   The Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches   The Old Fashioned Way   These Are the Tales   This How We Eat   This Is How We Eat (feat. The Eastsiders, Big Tigg...   This My One   Top Down   Triple X   U Stank   Way Too Real   We Do This   What Happened To The Groupies   What She Gonna Do   What She Gonna Do?   What The Fuck   What's A Pimp?   Where They At?   Wild Wild West   Wild, Wild West   Yo Neck Yo Back   Yo Neck, Yo Back, My Dick, And My Sack   You Can't Fuck With Us   You Know What I Mean   You Might Get G'eed   You Nasty   Your Sister

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