Yeah, we gettin' on this album y'all You know I'm hearin' all these rumors out 'bout They ran $hort Dogg up outta Oakland Nigga moved to Atlanta, got no mo' love in the town I got love in Oakland y'all You know what I'm sayin' I been doin this shit fo' So I'm a tell it to you juss it happened, bitch
I don't rappin', ever since the very first day I the microphone, made a funky ass tape I had sixteen hoes, suckin' ten Game the "O", an' any real pimp knows The only love hoes get is what they fo' Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay I gotta make moves bitch, some G's From the whole to my fax machine
I got comin' in from everywhere From New York to L.A., to the mutha fuckin' Bay, it's I'm the man G, I'm underground 106 ban me All on the air sayin' they fuck wit me no mo' I go back wit rap like From the first time I grabbed the mic Niggaz smokin' burner, ready to I don't promote violence, I'm Oakland where the real kick it
You might get killed nigga or make a ticket down South 'cuz the town is wild Now the jocks wanna clown my style I raised too rappers you support Ask 'em who they up on, Too $hort Fuck all that black ball shit, it last K M E L, can kiss my ass
That's why the got rid 'o $hort why the town got rid 'o $hort
It all back when C and H to T, B, tryin' to playa hate I flipped a new Lexus, 93 Joda Balls me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me" He said, "I heard you an' Ryan got the cash an' it If I get my cut, you mutha fuckaz gonna get it" It was thirteen G's, all mine, didn't give Teddy Gram one Now real close 'cuz it might be hard to follow
Chris told Ted it was fifty thousand Shit sound an' it is But that's how it when you in show biz Niggaz out, should be makin' millions Instead of studios, we seein' in buildings we stop speakin', shit got funky I give a fuck, muthafucka get my money I ain't been a hoe, you can't pimp me
I do all the work while you me I to buy him out but right about then They let the lions out, niggaz start eatin' shit up You never listened I'm on this money makin' mission Sold a car an' a in Oakland fo' that Lex loaned me five an' I was rollin' that bitch
That's why the got rid 'o $hort (Don't everythang you hear, nigga) That's why the got rid 'o $hort
I went to the freak-nik, turned me out Came back fo' Jack the Bought me a house, was August '93, time to dip I warrants in the town an' I was hot as shit Everytime I got stopped, nigga went to Treat me bad 'cuz I was wit criminals I wanted to buy me a in the Oakland Hills Nice lil' fo' a half a mill
That's was right around the time hooked Dru down The luniz came through an' them tricks got Rappin' Ron 'em up on the freestyle tip An' niggaz ran nobody outta shit Then they put it on the town, shit got When you was in the grade I had a record deal You got one hit record now you You make one fake album, you'll be
An' that shit don't apply to me present or You can meet me at the an' get my autograph Or you can flash back, if you can do all Me Fred an' Freddy Craps Smokin' burner upstairs in hot house been fifteen years an' I ain't played out They Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal in the days K M E L played heavy metal
That's why the got rid 'o $hort That's why the town got rid 'o
Niggaz at the studio late at night Seen a Charokee, started shootin' at At the picnic out in the park Niggaz gather 'round fo' shit to start They had wit my name but we never got to me See me sucka mutha fucka shootin' at the It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip One in the chamber an' it T.B. Still to be my pimp I could lose my or give my money to him I'd rather die you use me I to buy him out, the nigga sued me
An' that's where it right now y'all Fo' the mutha fuckaz don't know Like the notorious say, "If you know, now you know"