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B
Wuz up
Ai, y'know they waitin' on this ol' school game
Let's that game back
game one thru five?
Yeah nigga, just we use to do it
Well, this out

Is the
Like
A rat-haired

I was sittin' at my home, all
Thinkin' bitches I use to bone
Tight bitches, I can't deny
Rat-haired bitches, I lie
The bitch had is all I know
Only 18 but twenty-fo'
Her name was Bitch, of '92
High and the shit was cool
Took her to my house, was gone
Turned off the light, the phone
The said, "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I do"

I my drawers, dick all swoll
She couldn't believe the was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the like a ATM
G'd the bitch the one and only
two nuts and called her phony
She believe what I said
The thing you know she was on my head
Suckin' the dick like it's to be done
bitch make me cum
Freddy B the name
bitches, I got game

'Cos
the shit
Like
A nasty

I like to fuck a nasty
Witta big fat ass and
First lay, dick gettin'
Bitch don't a fuck
'Cos real players run that
I fuck that bitch she won't be the same
'Cos Short Dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for about 30
Real player-like, to the point
a nut while I'm smokin' a joint
Stop fuckin', still
Lay my on her lips, say, "Open"

Ain't nuttin' like a nasty
Acting all and shit
Bitch just love to
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin' in
on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl, it too far
On the way, what happened?
She sucked my dick I was rappin'
I just resist
I hold back, I said, "Beeyatch"

All I do is
what?
A motherfuckin'

My DeVille is all white
Yes, bitch, it's tight
Crush blue velvet, game
White on white wit tha thangs
Bounce to the spot, my crap
Wash, wax, on fat
The bass on heat time I ride
A long haired bitch on the passenger
Mackin' on the cellular
I be stopped, 50 G's strong
Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a bitch don't

A mack, that's what I am
Taxin' a bitch like Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the
16 G's put the in
No ordinary game, give it and take
Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was
Macked on the and now she knows
Fred Benz baby, the is fat
Ask bitches, I'm a mack

Is like ridin'
what?
hos

Breakin hos day and
They call me, the Pimp', my game is tight
I do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, mack
So break yourself
I'm an nigga, I'll take your wealth
that's what I was raised to do
Break these bitches, get fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't her
'Cos the game is
momma say I'm tellin' ya true

So you pay the man
dollar bills all in my hand
While I break you
Tell a story 'bout ridin' bitches
'Bout these ass niggas from the O
We know just to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get
Where the hos get
You need a pimp, bitch me a call
I drop the top in my El

game
It's the
Like
Like a

Ai, Dawg?
Wuz up
I ain't smokin' no more dank wit no more
naw nigga
Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, so got to 20

If the bitch wanna 50, what she gotta do
She do me, you and the whole crew
And my PO too
Hey, y'know what? B
What's that
And Too $hort, we go way man
1981, Freemont School
We the two niggas who invented the word, Beeyatch,