Yeah, Short in the house (Survivin' the game) Survivin' the man (Survivin' the game)
It ain't easy you out here for uh (Survivin' the game) Ten years hanging with the cut (Survivin' the game)
Back stabbers, playa, y'know what I'm sayin'? (Survivin' the game, the game) But I'm a bitch killa always was and always be (Survivin' the game)
If you ain't in the right state of mind play with me 'Cause ain't never ended slavery You fuckin' with my freedom, keep it real fool Don't underestimate niggaz that who'll you
'Cause everything changed and everybody got a wanna be attacked, better keep it on your lap I'm smobbing in my drop, I'm feelin' like Super fly top speeding down the streets
Killas on the and jacking is how They get paid, pull out a gat and break ass down Nigga show no fear, but you as hell And your partner riding which he's prepared to
But you know it yet, you havin' hella fun And when the hit the fan and you on the run You pray if they catch your homeboy first 'Cause if they put him under pressure, bound to burst
a long conversation 'bout everything you did No tusslin', time to do a bid In brand new jail that they built for you Where the smallest things you get killed over
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Ain't no out, got you mad as hell Instead of sending you to school, they pay to keep you in cost way more, when you do time When you creep through the hood and kill your own
They building county jails and gettin' ready for the 21st century Computers over, money's obsolete Now they all the houses in the ghetto streets
They way we live now, we can't last everyday niggaz gettin' they blast on Funerals and dates, plea bargain for your life You'll be out in twelve years, once a see your wife
Now how sound? You killed the black man, now got you locked down They let you learn a trade, working for pennies All that shit you building, was making man plenty
Got the game fucked up and you'll never be It's all about respect and they treat you a bitch
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I was born with the skills of a man To survive in the streets and keep I'm years old and far from done I don't care you think, I ain't forgot where I'm from
East Oakland, that's I learned Everything I know and when I got my I never came on a microphone I always let 'em know that the is home
I wasn't born in Oakland, I was born a Stay true to the game, stating the facts you can't stop my mack attack I know you love this shit, I rap like that
You never would get me to my style I spent 20 million on a brand new house I got to pay, no time to be fake Eating top rump don't fuck steak
Don't be jealous of me 'cause well known I could in a minute after hella songs Make one fake album and I'm I be a broke ass like you
So I just try to stay and do my job Turn that shit up loud and watch a head bob I'm the Too S H O R T I a square ass bitch and turn her into a freak
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Now growing old in the streets ain't no easy Losing every time the season pass Gettin' phone calls, another dead in the car got four in the head
Rush to his house the shit is real Trying to find out why a got killed I'm about to somebody, give a fuck who you already know what you need to do
Kill black man that's what you figure Just what we need, another nigga Got your you don't want none You stupid motherfucker where they come
From the white man, get 'em like fast With an attitude to make a nigga you You little violent motherfucker, play with me they ain't never ended slavery fuckin' with my freedom
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