*(Radio talking)*
Really been brought up too clearly. The an Too $hort everything has been squashed.
*(Too talking)*
Yeah we everybody to know, that it's, you know, the Oak-Town ain't this.
*(Yukmouth talking)*
The hypes up things when they're wrong, but doesn't give enough when everything is going good.
*(Too talking)*
We should juss do a cut, even mention no beef or nothing, juss it on 'em.
*(Numskull talking)*
You know it's politics, made it sound like that. But it's all you see it's all Jesus.
*(Too $hort)*
BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!!
*(Too talking)*
Man what's it all about? Ain't about shit. Nigga call me up about, man it's on. Your niggaz wit my niggaz an it's on. Nigga what we fronting for? If it ain't about money, ain't about this an death nigga, shit, what's really going on?
1 *(Too $hort)*
Jumped all in a niggaz face him on tha spot, don't cross the game, ya wanna get shot, but who made the do you recall?, who's the judge when it comes to street law?, is it me?, you?, or is it my crew?, my niggaz get down, yo do too, fuckaz try to tell me don't fuck my life, 'cause ain't nice, ya pay the price, ya them dudes, walkin in same shoes, it's new to you, but the is used, I got it from old niggaz, so cool, now we roll through, all the know who, in yo town, don't front, too little, 'cause ass niggaz get punked fo your riddles, so it all about, about it later, to all you gangstaz, an all you perpitrators.
*(Harm)* x2
You've, got me funkin,(funkin) over man,(funkin man) why ya wanna funk wit
(Speak on it boy!)
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Uh. Sometimes you step in some you can't get out of, niggaz who talk shit, is who I'm quick to sock the out of, sniff powder, wit all yo off my door, got em like pocino, ya all yo doe, on the ass, ass, run a ass, fuck everybody fast, an Oakland ass hoe, now I why niggaz wanna knock you out like glass Joe, all playa hatin shit, ain't asked fo, you must got wit niggaz makin they cash flow, you baffled, you mutha youngstaz, so go wit old ass flow, I gots ta jaw-jacked hoe, some of niggaz wonder, why us do this, I'm under, caught up in some shit I didn't nuthin to do wit, the is, you my funk is through, fuckin fo a nigga, if nigga ain't gonna do shit, ya be ass pimp, yo ass whipped is like an every year event. BITCH!! Dig it.
*(x2)*
3 *(Numskull)*
I'm too fuckin much fo myself, so funkin wit niggaz close to is sumpthin else, if you ain't gonna blow a head off, then the end of it, on makin mill an start spendin, now this is where my do it for begins, in '97, I ain't makin no new fuckin friends, now I got no enemies, I no grudges, from now on I'm my own budget, (fo real!!) we all did our nigga, but now all forgivin, Chris you my til the ending, an, I wit Dru, I wit Smoke-A-Lot, wit me, so I gives a fuck, Nummy-Num gonna go an drink his self to death, you wanna chop it up wit me, go death yoself, I ain't to hear nuthin, of throwin away skrillion, nigga, I'd be fuckin. Uh.
*(x2)*
4 *(Too $hort)*
I my name on the dotted line, niggaz I did it first, an you first, you you get it worse, I suck the up, I try to it on, from the Bay, gettin cash on, Frisco, to Vallejo, to the Big "O", fuck yeh-yo, hundred units, make a nigga a million dollaz, if you on a grip, I to holla at yo later, you can get in a minute, two words, distribution, independent, make an you can hear every word, I spit this game you never heard, you how you be quick to pop niggaz, these record be quick to rob niggaz, I say "$hort Dogg", an now pay me, don't pay youngstaz, an 'em get crazy.
*(til end)*
*(Too talking during chorus)*
Fuck around an run up in yo shit. Yeah. the new thing goin baby, we runnin up in record writin our own mutha fuckin checks. Sign on the dotted line nigga. What ya really gettin? What's really on? out. Niggaz in the town, bout to unite, we goin nationwide. Oakland style, BITCH! Oh you really thought that wasn't gonna Shit. on now