Luyện nghe bài hát Shorty

So I told I be producing, I be making 'em beats
Be making 'em hits, ya
So I told her my name, my is Tone
She said, "Town!"
You like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said, "Okay you may me by my other name
Sometimes call me

master"
We see you
Tone the
We see you,
C'mon

That nigga Hov,
Y'all niggas understand
Uh uh, they don't
for 'em, no lemme sing for 'em
Just sing for 'em, It

Mr.
It's like this, some of y'all niggas got, legs for
Running ya mouth mad 'coz I, pop that
Go up in 3-10, and cop six
Then around with yo chick

Some of y'all niggas mad I drop these hits
ass nigga, on some R & B Shit
Now that shit done fucked around and me rich
And for those of you who don't like it, can suck my uhh

Leadin' honies to my like I'm the pied piper
Have they ass hittin' high notes they Mariah
Get pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be like, "Woo" and I be like, "Woo"

When her got high, fuck it, I'ma Don
Runnin' late for the studio, it, I'm 'bout to come
Dress cold at club fuck it Air I's
Said, "I wouldn't mention, Sisqo, fuck, a bum"

Ally boom, buaya, hit you with the right
You be like, "What the was that?"
Me and Jigga, we are the industries popo
Nigga y'all best can't even fuck with our demo's

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we freak the away

Miami all the pretty

We know chicks all the world

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we the night away

Miami all the pretty

We know chicks all the world

Shorty, what yo is?
Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and make with a dude who move cane
a old man, you know who game this is

Hov
Name is respected in fifty different languages, mommy roll
I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, on Monday
to L.A.

This ain't rap, is real, I could trick a half a mill'
In three hours ma the streets will be
Shorty, I got for you
Wouldn't a chick a dime before but now I wanna spoil you

Shorty, the trips to the shop, getcha cooch hot
How I do a helipads on the roof top
Shorty, ya rad, your my rock star shorty
Here's my number shit, you ain't gotta me

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we the night away

Miami all the pretty

We know all around the world

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we the night away

Miami all the pretty

We chicks all around the world

I'm in my 4.6, at the light
5 o'clock in the morning, drinking all night
And plus I'm high but it ain't
Four slim scooped me in a wide body rover

and bras all the way from the bed to the sofa
All you R & B so called playas, I'm to coach ya
Sit right there, and me freak yo girl chocha
Tongue all down her throat as if a was trying to choke her

It's the best of worlds, stickin' ya in the uhh
Put ya up like it's money in the air
We 'bout to rip these charts like Zorro
So hot gonna need a cold glass of lemonade

To all my real live niggas, that shoot and play spades
In a nice crib, word up, the Maid
On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the
R. Kizel in the hotel swizel's chicks on the

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we freak the night

Miami all the girls

We know chicks all around the

From New on to L.A.

Chi-Town we freak the night

Miami all the girls

We know chicks all the world