featuring Ice T Too $hort
Ice T Intro:
Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).
WIth the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.
(Peep game fool).
Ant Banks at the crackhouse
ha ha ha better recognize game when it's in your face bitch).
Ice T:
It's obvious mad cash got me gassed
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by silence gun shots
Map the area I wanted to cut the fuckin' cops a deal
if they don't kneel, They get peeled
Bitches recognize I never have no drama with death
Bustas always try I leavin' 'em gagging spittin' up flem
Take a pen make a mil and if this shit don't sell
I still got the street powder back to flippin' flower
South Central nigga what?
The representer, damn your girl seen me comin' and ran
Young enough to be my daughter
My posse use to flip her like a quarter
To state to my man for man slaughter
Caught her in the stairway took her out the fairway
Trunked the punk bitch (That's fair play)
Hook:
You've got the gangstas that I have tangled baby
Bitch recognize game when it's in your face
"Well alright ch'all" "ha ha ha"
Too Short:
You think the town rid of Short?
You must be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don't faze me
I could make a phone call and just like that
A bunch of niggas from Oakland all on your back
I've never been a shot caller just a nigga in a crew
They call me Too Short but I'm still bigger than you bitch
I been around yo
