Yeah, we gettin' real on this album You know I'm hearin' all these out here 'bout They ran Dogg up outta East Oakland Nigga moved to Atlanta, got no mo' love in the town I got love in Oakland y'all You know what I'm sayin' I been this shit fo' years So I'm a tell it to you juss like it happened,
I don't rappin', ever since the very first day I grabbed the microphone, made a funky ass I had sixteen hoes, suckin' ten Game the "O", an' any real pimp knows The only love hoes get is what paid fo' Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a fo'? I gotta make moves bitch, some G's From the whole stroll to my fax
I got comin' in from everywhere From New to L.A., to the mutha fuckin' Bay, it's true I'm the man G, I'm 106 can't ban me All on the air they don't fuck wit me no mo' I go back wit rap K-P-O-O the very first time I grabbed the mic Niggaz smokin' burner, to fight I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland where the real it
You might get killed nigga or make a mill Move South 'cuz the town is wild Now the radio wanna clown my style I too many rappers you support Ask 'em who grew up on, Too $hort Fuck all black ball shit, it won't last K M E L, y'all can my ass
That's why the got rid 'o $hort That's why the got rid 'o $hort
It all started back C and H Went to T, B, to playa hate I flipped a new Lexus, 93 Joda called me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me" He said, "I you an' Ryan got the cash an' split it If I get my cut, you mutha fuckaz gonna get it" It was thirteen G's, all mine, didn't give Teddy Gram one Now listen real close it might be hard to follow
told Ted it was fifty thousand dollaz Shit petty an' it is But that's how it goes when you in biz fallin' out, should be makin' millions Instead of studios, we seein' in buildings Then we stop speakin', got funky I give a fuck, muthafucka get my money I ain't never been a hoe, you can't me
I do all the work while you me I tried to buy him out but right about They let the lions out, niggaz start eatin' that up You never listened I'm always on this money makin' Sold a car an' a in Oakland fo' that Lex Jock loaned me five an' I was rollin' bitch
why the town got rid 'o $hort (Don't everythang you hear, nigga) That's why the got rid 'o $hort
I went to the freak-nik, shit me out Came back fo' Jack the Bought me a house, that was '93, time to dip I warrants in the town an' I was hot as shit I got stopped, nigga went to jail Treat me bad 'cuz I was hangin' wit I to buy me a house in the Oakland Hills Nice lil' somethin' fo' a half a
That's was right around the time Chris hooked Dru The luniz came an' them tricks got clowned Rappin' Ron tore 'em up on the tip An' niggaz ain't ran nobody outta Then they put it on the town, shit got When you was in the fourth grade I had a deal You got one hit now you ballin' You one fake album, you'll be fallin'
An' that shit don't apply to me or past You can meet me at the mall an' get my Or you can back, if you can do all that Me Fred an' Freddy Craps burner upstairs in hot lips house It's been years an' I ain't played out They playin' Too $hort on a Chevy pedal Back in the days K M E L played heavy
That's why the got rid 'o $hort That's why the got rid 'o $hort
Niggaz shootin' at the late at night Seen a Charokee, shootin' at Spice At the E-40 picnic out in the Niggaz 'round fo' some shit to start They had bullets wit my name but we got to me See me sucka mutha fucka shootin' at the It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip One in the an' it blockin' T.B. tryin' to be my pimp I lose my life or give my money to him I'd rather die you use me I tried to buy him out, the nigga me
An' that's it stands right now y'all Fo' the mutha fuckaz that know Like the notorious say, "If you know, now you know"