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Yeah, Short in the house
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the game man
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It ain't easy you out here for uh
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Ten years hanging with the cut
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Back stabbers, playa, haters 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 state of don't play with me
'Cause they ain't ended slavery
You fuckin' with my freedom, keep it real fool
Don't niggaz that who'll kill you

everything changed and everybody got a strap
Don't be attacked, better keep it on your lap
I'm in my drop, I'm feelin' like Priest
Super fly top down speeding the streets

Killas on the and jacking is how
get paid, pull out a gat and break your ass down
Nigga show no fear, but you scared as
And your partner which he's prepared to tell

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

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

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

They building county and penitentiaries
They gettin' for the 21st century
Computers taking over, obsolete
Now buying all the houses in the ghetto streets

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

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

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

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

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

I wasn't in Oakland, I was born a mack
Stay true to the game, stating the facts
Bitch you can't my mack attack
I know you love this shit, when I rap like

You would get me to change 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 with

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

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

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

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

another black man that's what you figure
Just we need, another dead nigga
Got your guns you don't none
You stupid motherfucker they come from

From the white man, get 'em like food
With an attitude to make a blast you
You violent motherfucker, don't play with me
they ain't never ended slavery fuckin' with my freedom

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