*(Too Short talking)*
Yeah we gettin real on this album y'all. You know I'm hearin all these
rumors out here bout, they ran $hort Dogg up outta East Oakland. Nigga
moved to Atlanta, ain't got no mo love in the town. I got much love in
Oakland y'all, you know what I'm sayin, I been doin this shit fo years.
So I'm a tell it to you juss like it happened.... BITCH.
*(Verse 1)*
I don't stop rappin,
ever since the very first day,
I grabbed the microphone, made a funky ass tape,
I had sixteen hoes,
suckin ten toes,
game from the "O",
an any real pimp knows,
the only love hoes get is what they paid fo,
gimme my scratch,
what the fuck I'm a stay fo?
I gotta make moves bitch,
stack some G's,
from the whole stroll,
to my fax machine,
I got money comin in from everywhere,
from New York,
to L.A.,
to the mutha fuckin Bay,
it's true,
I'm the man G,
I'm underground 106 can't ban me,
all on the air sayin they don't fuck wit me no mo,
I go back wit rap like K-P-O-O,
from the very first time I grabbed the mic,
niggaz smokin burner,
ready to fight,
I don't promote violence,
I'm from Oakland where the real kick it,
you might get killed nigga,
or make a mill ticket,
move down south cuz the town is wild,
now the radio jocks wanna clown my style,
I raised too many rappers you support,
ask 'em who they grew up on.... TOO $HORT,
fuck all that black ball shit it won't last,
KMEL y'all can kiss my ass.
*(Chorus)*
That's why the town got rid 'o $hort (x2)
*(Verse 2)*
It all started back when C & H,
went to T & B tryin to playa hate,
I flipped a brand new Lexus,
93,
Joda Balls called me up said ya lyin to me,
he said I heard you an Ran got the cash an split it,
if I don't get my cut,
you mutha fuckaz gonna get it,
it was thirteen G's all mine,
