[Too $hort]

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 shit

I'm Sir Too $hort 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 $hort and Freddy B

Money 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 bitches 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 Mustang

Me 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 16, I want'd to be a mack

I went to Fremont High with Lil' D and Black

Young ballers in the town livin' real phat

Never had the sack but I smoked a little crack

Crushed up in the weed, we call em bass rock Caddies

Goin' on them grimmies make them ho's call me daddy



[Hook]

These are the tales, these are the tales that I tell so well-ac