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Yeah, Short Dawg in the
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Survivin' the man
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It ain't easy when you out for uh
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Ten years with the cut throats
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stabbers, playa, haters y'know what I'm sayin'?
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But I'm a killa always was and always will be
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If you ain't in the right of mind don't play with me
'Cause ain't never ended slavery
You with my freedom, let's keep it real fool
Don't underestimate niggaz that kill you

'Cause everything and everybody got a strap
wanna be attacked, better keep it on your lap
I'm smobbing in my drop, I'm like Priest
Super fly top down speeding the streets

on the prowl and jacking is how
They get paid, out a gat and break your ass down
Nigga show no fear, but you as hell
And your partner riding he's prepared to tell

But you don't know it yet, you hella fun
And the shit hit the fan and you on the run
You better pray if they catch your first
'Cause if they put him under pressure, he's bound to

Into a long conversation 'bout you did
No tusslin', time to do a bid
In brand new jail that they built for you
the smallest little things you get killed over

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Ain't no bailin' out, got you mad as
Instead of you to school, they pay to keep you in jail
That cost way more, you do time
When you creep through the hood and kill own kind

They county jails and penitentiaries
They ready for the 21st century
taking over, money's obsolete
Now they buying all the houses in the ghetto

They way we live now, we can't long
'Cause everyday gettin' they blast on
Funerals and court dates, bargain for your life
You'll be out in twelve years, a month see your wife

Now how that
You killed the black man, now they got you down
They let you a trade, working years for pennies
All that shit you building, was making man plenty

Got the game up and you'll never be rich
It's all about respect and they you like a bitch

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I was born the skills of a black man
To survive in the streets and stackin'
I'm thirty years old and far done
I don't care what you think, I ain't where I'm from

East Oakland, where I learned
Everything I know and when I got my
I never came on a microphone
I always let 'em know the town is home

I born in Oakland, I was born a mack
Stay true to the game, always stating the
Bitch you can't stop my mack
I you love this shit, when I rap like that

You would get me to change my style
I spent 20 million on a brand new house
I got bills to pay, no time to be
Eating top rump fuck with steak

Don't be jealous of me 'cause it's well
I could slip in a minute hella songs
Make one album and I'm through
I be a ass nigga like you

So I just try to focused and do my job
Turn that shit up loud and watch a head bob
I'm the Too S H O R T
I take a square ass bitch and her into a freak

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Now growing old in the streets no easy task
Losing homeboys time the season pass
Gettin' phone calls, another dead
Sittin' in the car got in the head

Rush to his house the shit is real
Trying to find out why a nigga got
I'm to hurt somebody, give a fuck who
'Cause you already know what you to do

Kill another black man what you figure
Just what we need, another dead
Got your you don't want none
You stupid where they come from

From the white man, get 'em like food
With an attitude to a nigga blast you
You little violent motherfucker, play with me
'Cause they never ended slavery fuckin' with my freedom

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