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If you are into straight trap that’ll take you back to the days of hustlin’ on the corner and runnin’ around the hood up to no good, Too $hort’s discography is just what you have been looking for. West Coast rap superstar, Too $hort, has straight up dominated the game ever since the 80’s and his platinum albums belong in a rap Hall of Fame. As one of the only musicians to ever collaborate with both 2Pac and Biggie prior to their descents into heaven, Too $hort is an authentic legend who has stayed true to his cutthroat roots while inspiring the youth. Too $hort never ate from a silver spoon yet still managed to light up a room no matter who he was around. As one of the most underrated players of all time, Too $hort has never showcased that he cared that his exemplary wordplay was undermined and always kept pushing through and widening his view. Dishin’ out 20 solo albums in 34 years in the game and playing his part on two collaboration albums with fellow legend E-40, Too $hort has never come up a buck short and it’s apparent that his vision is unrestricted. Although there are enough for days, here are eight of Too $hort’s hottest rhymes of all time.
8.
“I remember how it all began
I used to sing dirty raps to my Eastside fans
Back then, I knew you couldn’t stop this rap
No M.C. could rock like that
Then the new style came, the bass got deeper
You gave up the mic and bought you a beeper
Do you wanna rap or sell coke?
Brothers like you ain’t never broke
People wanna say it’s just my time
Brothers like me had to work for mine
Eight years on the mic and I’m not jokin’
Sir Too Short comin’ straight from Oakland
California, home of the rock
Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin’ down the block
Short Dog, I’m that rappin’ man
I said it before and I ‘ll say it again”
Track – “Life is….Too Short”
7.
“Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouth
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it’s the same and it’s the same every night
I wouldn’t shoot you bro but I’d shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how I’ll die
Only thing I know is how to survive
There’s only one rule in the real world
And that’s to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don’t pay
Black man trying to break into my house again
Thought he got off dope doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I’m giving it back to the ghetto”
Track – “The Ghetto”
6.
“Tellin’ stories ’bout rags to riches
’bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set
Been mackin’ fo’ years and ain’t fell off yet
So if you ever see me rollin’ in my drop top caddy
Throw a peace sign and say hey pimp daddy!
Cause I never would front on my folks
I slow down and let the gold diggers count my spokes
Bitches come a dime a dozen
So don’t get mad when I fuck your cousin
Your two sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch
Short Dog in the house with some player shit”
Track – “I’m a Playa”
5.
“Get your kids in school, so they can get an education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin real good, taking care of my folks
Roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short Dawg in the house, I know you ain’t trippin’
Cause Life is Too $hort you gotta Get In Where You Fit In”
Track – “Gettin’ It”
4.
“I fucked a lot of strippers
Bring her ’round me motherfucker I’ll stick her
I’ll fuck your lil’ sister
Then fly her out of town, nigga”
Track – “Porno Bitch”
3.
“I go on and on
Can’t understand how I last so long
I must have super powers
Rap 225 thousand hours
Get it calculated do the math
I made 1,000 songs that made you move your ass
And for the last 300 months
I made 16 albums with me on the front and they bump
Where you get your beats?
I heard 93 rappers say bitch like me
2 singers and 10 comedians
And I’m still gon’ yell it every time you see me in
What’s my favorite word?
Bitch.
Why they gotta say it like $hort?
You know they can’t play on my court
Can’t hang with the big dogs
Stay on the porch.”
Track – “Blow The Whistle”
2.
“Oakland california is the city of snakes
Pimps, pussies, players and fakes
Loud mouth bitches who talk too much
Dick teasin bitches who never fuck
Sucka ass nigga fake as hell
A man or a bitch I really can’t tell
Some of you niggas need to quit
Show and tell nigga you ain’t shit
Sayin I got this and I got that
But when it comes to you I got no rap
Cause what I see is good for me
And what I don’t know just let it be
Bitches gamin’ workin’ extensions
Her hair ain’t really but two inches
Bald head girls in the Oakland world
Short afros and jheri curls
Nappy head niggas like myself
Get a bald head and say go to hell
But you’re a snake you’re a worm
Bald head bitch you need a perm
Oakland California is the city of liars
Fresh barbed wires with vouge tires
Niggas tellin’ stories twenty minutes long
And everything in it was smooth wrong”
Track – “Oakland, California”
1.
“I bet she can’t wiggle like with a dick in her
Have a motor booty contest and pick a winner
When she runnin’, you never see a ho come in last
She’s so fast she’s got a 454 in her ass
You never gonna win that race
Put on a seatbelt and don’t let her sit on your face
She might kill you in the morning at 2:14
Doin’ the pussy pop like she from New Orleans
Its been a while more than 10 years past
When you close your eyes you can still see her ass”
