Yeah, we gettin' real on this y'all You know I'm hearin' all rumors out here 'bout They ran $hort Dogg up outta East Nigga moved to Atlanta, ain't got no mo' love in the I got much in Oakland y'all You know what I'm I been doin this shit fo' years So I'm a tell it to you juss it happened, bitch
I don't stop rappin', ever since the first day I grabbed the microphone, a funky ass tape I had sixteen hoes, suckin' ten Game from the "O", an' any pimp knows The only hoes get is what they paid fo' Gimme my scratch, the fuck I'm a stay fo'? I gotta make bitch, stack some G's From the whole to my fax machine
I got comin' in from everywhere From New York to L.A., to the mutha Bay, it's true I'm the man G, I'm underground 106 ban me All on the air sayin' don't fuck wit me no mo' I go back wit rap K-P-O-O From the very time I grabbed the mic smokin' burner, ready to fight I don't promote violence, I'm from where the real kick it
You might get killed nigga or make a ticket Move South 'cuz the town is wild Now the radio jocks wanna my style I raised too rappers you support Ask 'em who grew up on, Too $hort Fuck all that black ball shit, it won't K M E L, y'all can my ass
why the town got rid 'o $hort That's why the town got rid 'o
It all started back C and H Went to T, B, tryin' to playa I flipped a new Lexus, 93 Joda Balls me up, said, "Ya lyin' to me" He said, "I heard you an' Ryan got the cash an' it If I don't get my cut, you mutha gonna get it" It was G's, all mine, didn't give Teddy Gram one dime Now real close 'cuz it might be hard to follow
Chris told Ted it was thousand dollaz Shit petty an' it is But that's how it when you in show biz Niggaz fallin' out, should be millions Instead of studios, we lawyers in buildings Then we speakin', shit got funky I don't give a fuck, get my money I never been a hoe, you can't pimp me
I do all the work you pimp me I tried to buy him out but right then They let the lions out, start eatin' that shit up You shoulda listened I'm always on this money makin' Sold a car an' a in Oakland fo' that Lex loaned me five an' I was rollin' that bitch
That's why the 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 back fo' Jack the Rapper Bought me a house, that was '93, time to dip I hade in the town an' I was hot as shit Everytime I got stopped, nigga went to Treat me bad 'cuz I was wit criminals I to buy me a house in the Oakland Hills Nice lil' fo' a half a mill
That's was right around the Chris hooked Dru down The luniz came an' them tricks got clowned Rappin' Ron 'em up on the freestyle tip An' niggaz ain't ran nobody shit Then they put it on the town, got real When you was in the fourth I had a record deal You got one hit now you ballin' You make one album, you'll be fallin'
An' that shit don't apply to me present or You can me at the mall an' get my autograph Or you can back, if you can do all that Me Fred Benz an' Craps Smokin' burner upstairs in hot house It's been fifteen an' I ain't played out playin' Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal Back in the K M E L played heavy metal
That's why the town got rid 'o why the town got rid 'o $hort
Niggaz shootin' at the late at night a Charokee, started shootin' at Spice At the E-40 out in the park Niggaz 'round fo' some shit to start They had bullets wit my name but we got to me See me sucka mutha shootin' at the street It was me, Boo, Howard, an' Jock, a clip One in the an' it blockin' T.B. Still to be my pimp I could lose my life or my money to him I'd die before you use me I to buy him out, the nigga sued me
An' that's where it stands now y'all Fo' the mutha fuckaz don't know the notorious say, "If you don't know, now you know"