*(Radio talking)*
hasn't been brought up too clearly. The Luniz an Too $hort everything has squashed.
*(Too talking)*
Yeah we want everybody to know, that it's, you know, the ain't this.
*(Yukmouth talking)*
The media hypes up when they're wrong, but doesn't give enough praise when everything is good.
*(Too talking)*
We juss do a cut, don't even mention no beef or nothing, juss it on 'em.
*(Numskull talking)*
You know it's politics, that made it 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. call me up talking about, man on. Your niggaz fucking wit my niggaz an it's on. Nigga what we for? If it ain't about this money, ain't about this life an death nigga, shit, really going on?
1 *(Too $hort)*
Jumped all in a niggaz front him on tha spot, don't cross the game, ya wanna get shot, but who made the do you recall?, who's the judge it comes to this street law?, is it me?, you?, or is it my crew?, my niggaz get down, yo do too, mutha fuckaz try to tell me don't my life, 'cause nuthin nice, ya pay the price, ya them dudes, in them same shoes, it's new to you, but the is used, I got it them old niggaz, so cool, now we juss through, all the hoes who, in yo town, don't front, too little, 'cause fake ass niggaz get punked fo 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 funk wit me??
(Speak on it boy!)
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Uh. Sometimes you step in some shit you get out of, who talk hella shit, is who I'm to sock the shit out of, powder, wit all yo hoes off my door, got em like pocino, ya all yo doe, on the ass, ass, run a ass, fuck everybody fast, juss an ass hoe, now I know why niggaz wanna you out like glass Joe, all that hatin shit, ain't asked fo, you must got problems wit niggaz they cash flow, you baffled, you mutha youngstaz, so go wit old ass flow, I gots ta have 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 know my is through, ride fo a nigga, if that nigga gonna do shit, ya be ass pimp, gettin yo ass whipped is like an year event. BITCH!! Dig it.
*(x2)*
3 *(Numskull)*
I'm too mutha much fo myself, so funkin wit niggaz to home is sumpthin else, if you ain't gonna blow a head off, that's the end of it, concentrate on makin mill an spendin, now this is where my do it for begins, in '97, I ain't no new mutha fuckin friends, now I got no enemies, I no grudges, now on I'm overseein my own budget, (fo real!!) we all did our nigga, but now all forgivin, you my nigga til the ending, an, I wit Dru, I wit Smoke-A-Lot, hangin wit me, so I a fuck, Nummy-Num go ahead an drink his self to death, nigga you wanna it up wit me, go death yoself, I tryin to hear nuthin, of throwin away skrillion, nigga, I'd be fuckin. Uh.
*(x2)*
4 *(Too $hort)*
I signed my on the dotted line, know I did it first, an you first, you you get it worse, I suck the up, I try to it on, from the Bay, gettin cash on, Frisco, to Vallejo, to the Big "O", fuck yeh-yo, hundred units, make a half a million dollaz, if you on a grip, I have to at yo later, you can get in a minute, two words, distribution, independent, make an you can hear every word, I this game you never ever heard, you know how you be to pop niggaz, record companies be quick to rob niggaz, I say "$hort Dogg", an now pay me, don't pay youngstaz, an 'em get crazy.
*(til end)*
*(Too $hort during chorus)*
around an run up in yo shit. Yeah. That's the new thing goin baby, we runnin up in record writin our own mutha fuckin checks. Sign on the dotted line nigga. ya really gettin? What's really goin 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