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And it don't to the beat, baby
Funky on the microphone
One time for mind, beeyatch
(Beeyatch)
$hort Dogg's in the house
what we always do, a stack
(Gettin' money)
Gettin'
(Gettin' money)

the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(Fuck a indictment, all I do is write shit)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no factory
(You got the wrong rappers, nigga you better 'em)

Tell the Feds we ain't no coke factory
(Tell 'em $hort, 'em)
Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no factory
(Ooh)

You the law and you got caught
Got a lawyer, case is bein' fought
is full of choices, make 'em at the crossroads
If you had five, you already four
apprehended, handcuffed and can't stand it
Don't go to jail but you was caught redhanded
A felony, number two
Agents like, "What you wanna do?"

Make a choice, so you to think back
Dogg was a nigga that always rapped
Half my life ago, didn't sell no
I sold dope fiend music for your
at the crossroads in '84
I knew motherfuckers that was slangin' coke
Use to my homeboys, front me a sack
me at the dopehouse dumpin' the crack

My niggas wouldn't do it, I love 'em for
'Cuz now I rap and get paid to gat
'87, that's how the shit comes
We two hundred thousand in six months
Sellin' tapes not cakes, cheques comin'
buyin' boats, niggas makin' hundreds
Legit, you think I'm stupid,
I a studio so I can do this shit

Tell the we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(You got it twisted,
Why pressin' charges when I'm depressin' and shit)
the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(Run 'em, tell 'em $hort, tell 'em)

I used to sell weed in school, smoked the profit
I sold company due, I can't knock it
'Cuz the inner city school system is fucked
Go to class all day, you ain't gettin'
So at 3:15 it's time to put in
Buy you some dope and go hit the
no scholarship, no rap contract
But a nigga get paid sellin' hop and

I got lucky, not a get-rich scheme
I've sellin' rap tapes since I was 15
I told the police, too many times
I a lot of money doin pimp rhymes
I never sell drugs to my freedom
You never could me realize I need 'em
I from hundreds, to hundreds to thousands, to millions
I know what police want, I 'em

I'm ballin' right there in the hype
Instantly, dope dealer
But is serious, I know I never sold drugs
So why motherfuckers tryin' ta roll me up?
And smoke me, why? No one
The only thing I did wrong was all ya hoes
I don't smoke coke blunts and sho' sell 'em
Call the FBI, please tell 'em

Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(All you motherfuckers is at us rock jewelery and shit
all you are)
Tell the we ain't runnin' no coke factory
(Somebody tell 'em we got receipts)

Rap is new, not long ago
Made a billion dollars last year 'round the
Now all the little can't let it go
To the new millennium a brand new flow
Too $hort baby from the O
If like me, you're tryin ta make some doe
Roll to the and try ta break a hoe
Pimp her real hard and then take it

I rap to a bitch, I'm a pro
I spit this game like never
Grab the microphone and always rock the
I grab me a freak, tell her, "Keep it on the low"
If I take her to my house she say no
I burn rubber the bitch in my fo'-fifty-fo'
California niggas the top and roll
Stare up at the mountains, won't see no

I go coast to coast smokin'
If my actin' up, I fuck her friend so
Don't me for sellin' dope
If you see me rollin clean the ghetto
I'm probably on my way to the
Probably somethin' loud on the stereo
$hort Dogg, don't the funk motto
'Free your mind and your ass will

Tell the Feds we ain't runnin' no coke
(We're up y'all in motherfuckin' holdin' tank
Sor hidin' ass niggas)
Tell the Feds we ain't no coke factory
(Nigga, I was promoted a tour of Kentucky and D.C.)

Pop this shit, be state, niggas is hella fake
ain't mess with the motherfuckin' phone
My girl, she's fuckin' up,
Nigga you better all that motherfuckin' snitchin'
Tell motherfuckers
We ain't runnin' no coke factory
'em, tell 'em, tell 'em
You tell 'em
Let 'em know, 'em

Videos

TOO $HORT-TELL THE FEDS
TOO $HORT-TELL THE FEDS
Too $hort - Tell The Feds
Too $hort - Tell The Feds
Tell The Feds
Tell The Feds
Tell The Feds
Tell The Feds
Tell The Feds (From The Rush Hour Soundtrack)
Tell The Feds (From The Rush Hour Soundtrack)
Philthy Rich, Pooh Hefner - A.O.B. ft. Too $hort, 4rAx
Philthy Rich, Pooh Hefner - A.O.B. ft. Too $hort, 4rAx
Too $hort - Nation Riders Anthem
Too $hort - Nation Riders Anthem
Too Short - Tell The Feds - Mixed By KSwaby
Too Short - Tell The Feds - Mixed By KSwaby
Poohman talks about Too $hort fued and beating up Spice 1, Rappin Ron and Randy Austin
Poohman talks about Too $hort fued and beating up Spice 1, Rappin Ron and Randy Austin
Too short tell the feds dripped
Too short tell the feds dripped
Too Short / greatest hits
Too Short / greatest hits
Too $hort & Puff Daddy - It's About That Money
Too $hort & Puff Daddy - It's About That Money
What Happened To The Groupies
What Happened To The Groupies
Too Short - Still Strugglin'
Too Short - Still Strugglin'
Murda One (of Bad Wayz) / Too Short & Slink Capone - Head
Murda One (of Bad Wayz) / Too Short & Slink Capone - Head
Too short - Hit em up
Too short - Hit em up
TOO $HORT\B-LEGIT w\CAPT. SAVE 'EM - WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GROUPIES???
TOO $HORT\B-LEGIT w\CAPT. SAVE 'EM - WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GROUPIES???
Too Short ft Bad Wayz - Where u at
Too Short ft Bad Wayz - Where u at
[HQ] Nation Riders - Slink Capone
[HQ] Nation Riders - Slink Capone
Tell the feds
Tell the feds