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Too Short( Too $hort )
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Here We Go
We talk shit, 'cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shakin' 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll 'cause a rush
Keepin' your face in' a state of disgust
Hatin' but still tryin' to be like us
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull up five in the Mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look life's a bitch, but I'm on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustlin' backwards
Up the ave I zip, nigga tryin' to have shit
I'm your average, ghetto nigga turned Maverick
You'd never, said to a nigga 'What ever for the cash, I'm with'
I don't have step, I leave it in you're averix
Then shoot it it the air, whateva I have left
Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all
Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all
Niggas ain't ready, I doubt all y'all
Fly ass niggas I re-route all y'all
If it ain't for the paper I don't show my face up
Make a bet I turn the ace up, Short and Jay, what
I never stop makin' money don't give 'em no slack
Drinkin' dirty motherfuckers til a hoe come back
With my scratch, bitch I was born to Mack
To uphold the pimpin', I was sworn to that
I hear a lot of shit talkin' when I listen to rap
Only a few mc's get to hang that plaque
On the wall rappers ball, but they don't live phat
Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum
What we do has only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talkin' just can't be real
I don't need a record deal, I need eighteen wheels
I roll right up in the hood I got tapes for sell
Bitches runnin' in their house they can't wait to tell
Somebody, she got a new Too Short tape
And Hes spittin' pimp game with his homeboy Jay
We talk shit, 'cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shakin' 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll 'cause a rush
Keepin' your face in' a state of disgust
Hatin' but still tryin' to be like us
Now here they come again' the gold diggas tryin' to get paid
Wanna trick the old rich niggas, tryin' to get laid
She'll suck his dick, as soon as she meet him
Don't have to sell a body for me I don't need her
To turn tricks for me, how much you cost bitch?
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I'm all about large bank deposits
On and off the mic I always set trends
Either you see with bitches, or I'm rollin' with pimps
Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again'
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
Put this pimp game on her
I don't fuck with broke hoes and I don't trick
But I'll still rub my big ass dick on her clit
Get her hooked, wanna be mine I need some money
If she ain't kickin' in' all the time she don't want me
Hoes, flows, money, cars
Y'all wannabe stars can't fuck with none of these bars
This is real nigga rap, we can spit it through the mic
And you can feel niggas scratch, and sell a mil if that
So real when we drop this shit it's in trouble
When I guess the pair you gotta ship it double
In the independent phenom, y'all miniature dons
Wannabe jigga, pops styles and hennessy richa'
When I die, leave my canopy richa'
I put it down hard ever since I entered the pit'cha
Can fuck with me for records to the recreational cent'a
I got it wrapped y'all from the Grammys to the back park
Short dog y'all, what you thought y'all
Oakland, Bk, New York y'all
Be the voice for the streets we supply for years
And go platinum on our most quiet years
We talk shit, 'cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shakin' 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll 'cause a rush
Keepin' your face in a state of disgust
Hatin' but still tryin' to be like us
We talk shit, 'cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shakin' 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll 'cause a rush
Keepin' your face in a state of disgust
Hatin' but still tryin' to be like us
We talk shit, 'cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shakin' 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll 'cause a rush
Keepin' your face in a state of disgust
Hatin' but still tryin' to be like us
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