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  • 作词 : Hargrove, Jordan, Shaw
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(Tune in to the History Channel)
    These are the tales(Learn a lesson biatch)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(Short Dog)
    I'm thinkin' way back, it's been a long, long time
    In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
    I like to spit a lot of game
    But back then,
    I was just sayin' my name
    I had a record player on my stereo
    Got down on my knees with my radio
    From Oakland,
    California with some new *******t
    I'm Sir Too
    Short, I'm bout to do this
    In 1981, that's where it all begun
    We do it for the money, we don't rap for fun
    Five dolla's fo' a tape,
    Too Short and
    Freddy BMoney in my pocket's all
    I ever need
    It was me,
    Fred B and
    Freddy Brack
    Dipped the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat
    While we rapped about the ******es and all the ho's
    Can't be in the hole tryin' to ball without vogues
    In '82 you was in the game
    With a Falcon,
    Cougar or a
    MustangMe and
    Freddy B used to hit the turfs
    With a bag of tapes puttin' in work, biatch
    In '83 you hit a house party
    A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a drink
    I'm on the turntable smokin' get-right
    And at mid-night
    I'll be rappin' on the mic
    I did the same thang, for the next two years
    That's why they say my name, when
    I come through here
    When I was
    Sixteen, I want'd to be a mack
    I went to
    Fremont High with
    Lil' D and
    BlackYoung ballers in the town livin' real phat
    Never had the sack but
    I smoked a little crack
    Crushed up in the ******, we call 'em bass rock
    CaddiesGoin' on them grimmies make them ho's call me daddy
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    It's been fifteen years since that *******t happened
    But Too Short don't stop rappin'
    In '85, I was on the right page
    Ten thousand ******z,
    Short live on stage
    Underground tapes was all they ever heard
    But the whole crowd sang along with me word for word
    And that changed everything
    Went to Seventy
    Five Girls and hooked up with
    DeanReal player-ism and that's no joke
    Snort a lot of coke with ho's that like to smoke
    I was makin' records but wasn't makin' money
    You can take it seriously or you can think it's funny
    By '87, I was on my own, started
    Dangerous
    MusicAnd I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
    No radio or video or
    CD salesSix platinums in a row,
    Ice Cube and
    Cool JWho else did that *******t?
    Short Dog from the
    BayThese ho's try to play it safe
    But I been mackin' hard since eighty-eight
    And from eighty-nine to ninety-six
    I was rappin' on the mic talkin' *******t about a ******
    I'll retire ten times and
    I'll still be here
    My old records sell about a half a mil' a year
    I say "****** get naked" so pimpishly
    Spit rhymes through decades and centuries
    And ******es just love my dirty mouth
    When I see you again
    I'ma cuss you out, biatch!
    That's my gift, now all you rappers get to say that *******t
    I wont sue you, but that's the trademark
    I was a grown ass man when you was playin' in the park lil' ******
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    Now I'm in
    Atlanta I still love the
    OI gave you my ****** but you can't have my flow
    I guest appeared on 47 albums
    ****** McDonald and ******
    CalvinI get money with
    Erick Sermon when
    I'm in New
    YorkI get respect, they call me
    Too ShortI live swell in
    ATL, 'cause
    I'm a player
    We ******' hella ho's at
    X House in
    Decatur where it's greater
    You know how we ride
    I got love for all ******z from the
    EastSideIt was me,
    Ant Banks and
    Shorty BAll we need to do is find my ******
    PeeWeeWe used to be on
    Murdel Street makin' funky songs
    If you see him tell him
    Short said it's back on
    Let's get this money, midwest down
    SouthEast coast,
    West coast ride out, biatch
    These are the tales(That's my gift to rap)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(You can have that word, say ****** all you want)
    These are the tales(All you regular fake ass ******s)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(You finally get to have Too Short's ******, trick)
  • 作词 : Hargrove, Jordan, Shaw
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(Tune in to the History Channel)
    These are the tales(Learn a lesson biatch)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(Short Dog)
    I'm thinkin' way back, it's been a long, long time
    In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
    I like to spit a lot of game
    But back then,
    I was just sayin' my name
    I had a record player on my stereo
    Got down on my knees with my radio
    From Oakland,
    California with some new *******t
    I'm Sir Too
    Short, I'm bout to do this
    In 1981, that's where it all begun
    We do it for the money, we don't rap for fun
    Five dolla's fo' a tape,
    Too Short and
    Freddy BMoney in my pocket's all
    I ever need
    It was me,
    Fred B and
    Freddy Brack
    Dipped the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat
    While we rapped about the ******es and all the ho's
    Can't be in the hole tryin' to ball without vogues
    In '82 you was in the game
    With a Falcon,
    Cougar or a
    MustangMe and
    Freddy B used to hit the turfs
    With a bag of tapes puttin' in work, biatch
    In '83 you hit a house party
    A dolla' get you in and a dolla' fo' a drink
    I'm on the turntable smokin' get-right
    And at mid-night
    I'll be rappin' on the mic
    I did the same thang, for the next two years
    That's why they say my name, when
    I come through here
    When I was
    Sixteen, I want'd to be a mack
    I went to
    Fremont High with
    Lil' D and
    BlackYoung ballers in the town livin' real phat
    Never had the sack but
    I smoked a little crack
    Crushed up in the ******, we call 'em bass rock
    CaddiesGoin' on them grimmies make them ho's call me daddy
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    It's been fifteen years since that *******t happened
    But Too Short don't stop rappin'
    In '85, I was on the right page
    Ten thousand ******z,
    Short live on stage
    Underground tapes was all they ever heard
    But the whole crowd sang along with me word for word
    And that changed everything
    Went to Seventy
    Five Girls and hooked up with
    DeanReal player-ism and that's no joke
    Snort a lot of coke with ho's that like to smoke
    I was makin' records but wasn't makin' money
    You can take it seriously or you can think it's funny
    By '87, I was on my own, started
    Dangerous
    MusicAnd I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
    No radio or video or
    CD salesSix platinums in a row,
    Ice Cube and
    Cool JWho else did that *******t?
    Short Dog from the
    BayThese ho's try to play it safe
    But I been mackin' hard since eighty-eight
    And from eighty-nine to ninety-six
    I was rappin' on the mic talkin' *******t about a ******
    I'll retire ten times and
    I'll still be here
    My old records sell about a half a mil' a year
    I say "****** get naked" so pimpishly
    Spit rhymes through decades and centuries
    And ******es just love my dirty mouth
    When I see you again
    I'ma cuss you out, biatch!
    That's my gift, now all you rappers get to say that *******t
    I wont sue you, but that's the trademark
    I was a grown ass man when you was playin' in the park lil' ******
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    These are the tales
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well
    Now I'm in
    Atlanta I still love the
    OI gave you my ****** but you can't have my flow
    I guest appeared on 47 albums
    ****** McDonald and ******
    CalvinI get money with
    Erick Sermon when
    I'm in New
    YorkI get respect, they call me
    Too ShortI live swell in
    ATL, 'cause
    I'm a player
    We ******' hella ho's at
    X House in
    Decatur where it's greater
    You know how we ride
    I got love for all ******z from the
    EastSideIt was me,
    Ant Banks and
    Shorty BAll we need to do is find my ******
    PeeWeeWe used to be on
    Murdel Street makin' funky songs
    If you see him tell him
    Short said it's back on
    Let's get this money, midwest down
    SouthEast coast,
    West coast ride out, biatch
    These are the tales(That's my gift to rap)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(You can have that word, say ****** all you want)
    These are the tales(All you regular fake ass ******s)
    These are the tales that
    I tell so well(You finally get to have Too Short's ******, trick)