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B
Wuz up
Ai, y'know they been waitin' on this ol' game
Let's that game back
Like game one five?
Yeah nigga, just we use to do it
Well, this out

Is the
Like
A rat-haired

I was at my home, all alone
Thinkin' 'bout bitches I use to
young bitches, I can't deny
Rat-haired bitches, I lie
The bitch had is all I know
Only 18 but looked
Her was Bitch, class of '92
Skyline High and the shit was
Took her to my house, was gone
off the light, unplugged the phone
The bitch said, "Fred, I you
you want, I will do"

I dropped my drawers, dick all
She couldn't believe the position was
In and out, out and in
I the bitch like a ATM
G'd the bitch like the one and
Bust two nuts and her phony
She couldn't what I said
The next thing you she was on my head
Suckin' the like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired bitch me cum
B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got

'Cos
the shit
Like
A nasty

I to fuck a nasty bitch
big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick sucked
don't give a fuck
'Cos real run that game
When I fuck that she won't be the same
when Short Dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for 30 minutes
player-like, straight to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin' a
Stop fuckin', smokin'
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't like a nasty bitch
Acting all and shit
just love to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be in work
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, y'know what
She sucked my while I was rappin'
I just couldn't
I couldn't back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
Like
A motherfuckin'

My DeVille is all white
Yes, bitch, it's tight
Crush blue velvet, gameless
White on wit tha gold thangs
Bounce to the spot, check my
Wash, wax, on fat
The on heat every time I ride
A long haired bitch on the side
Mackin' on the phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's
Fred Benz, B
Oaktown, a bitch sleep

A mack, that's what I am
Taxin' a like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred the pimp
16 G's put the in
No game, just give it and take
East Oakland can't be
I the bitch, the money was short
on the bitch and now she knows
Fred baby, the game is fat
Ask these bitches, I'm a

Is ridin' vogues
what?
hos

Breakin hos day and
They call me, '$horty the Pimp', my is tight
I never do give hos
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma
So bitch yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll take your
'Cos that's I was raised to do
Break these bitches, get payed
Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any I get, you can't take her
'Cos the is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say I'm ya true

So you pay the man
dollar bills all in my hand
While I you bitches
Tell a story ridin' with bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas the O
We know just what to do a ho
Take her where the tricks get
Where the hos get
You need a pimp, give me a call
I drop the top in my El

'Cos
It's the
what?
Like a

Ai, Short
Wuz up
I ain't smokin' no more dank wit no more
Hell naw
Bitch smoke a 20 sack, so got to spend 20

If the bitch wanna 50, what she gotta do
She gotta do me, you and the crew
And my PO too
Hey, y'know what? B
What's that
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, Freemont High
We the two niggas who the word, Beeyatch, beeyatch