1.Ain't Nuthin Like Pimpin
Ain't nuthin like pimpin just let it roll
Mother fucking shit god damn asshole
Ain't nuthin like pimpin just don't quit
Mother fuck you damn shithead bitch
My diamonds and the lex say it's time to flow
Wonder how i got rich, they say i rhyme too slow, so
I'm from the 'o' i for what i know
And like i told your ass before you can fuck my hoe
I ride nuthin but vogues, ain't hittin no switches
Top down in my caddy just me and my bitches
With a ziplock bag full of green weed
I roll it all up cuz i'm a fiend in need
Of some dank smoke all up in my chest
Dangerous crew got the bomb, we don't smoke that stress
Cuz we getting funky on album 9
I smoked a few joints bitch now i'm fine
Studio's in a cloud
Smelling kind of loud
Nuthin like pimpin
Nigger fuck bill clinton
Make me the mother fucking president
I'll make the white house a hoe house and all the pimps, to just
Set up shops like they do in vegas
Legalize pimpin for all the playa's
Puttin fine ass bitches in the streets and the hood
Every year a nigger trade for a new fleetwood
You know i'm rollin, i can't be faking
I come through and all your hoes i'm taking
You know i'm rolling, don't do no simpin
I'm an oaktown playa ain't nuthin like pimpin
Ain't nuthin like the pimp game you should know
Never love a bitch or a hoe
You fell in love with her though trying to get in them pants
And the next thing ya know your baby momma's a tramp
Don't get mad now nigger want to shove the bitch
Cuz a year ago, you know, you loved the bitch
Now your stomache's upset and your feelings are hurt
She gotcha looking like an old banana peel in the dirt
Bitch, slipped up and hit your ass for a lick
Talking that mother fucking baby shit
You'z a punk ass nigger can't you see
Thatz the difference between niggers like you and me
I got bitches, on my mind
It's been like that for a real long time
I know the way them hoes take your cash
They let you fuck and make you pay up fast
Trick nigger, why you wanna be like that
Let them try for lent bitches take your fat ass stack
Couldn't tell them hoes nuthin but the punk in you
Cuz they already know what they want from you
Big bank, ben franklin, do the bitch just fine
She'll be taking all of yours and can't fuck with mine
I'm the m to the a to the c and k
All you playa hating niggas shouldn't be that way
There ain't nuthin like pimpin just let it roll
Mother fucking shit god damn asshole
Ain't nuthin like pimping just don't quit
Mother fuck you damn shit head bitch
Lights, camera, action, cut
Hollywood look out the bitch is coming up
She took acting classes 'bout to be on her way
On a greyhound bus from home to l.a.
She said it wouldn't take long to make it to the top
A few auditions land a job
I was down in l.a., hit the club for a drink
I'm a player ass nigger tell me what do ya think
I walked up to the bitch in my clean ass suit
And i told her, i've been watching you
I peeped you out from the bar
You must be a model or a movie star
She said 'no, but that's my dream.
To see my face on the movie screen'
I tell ya nothing but game came out my mouth
She was talking 'bout agents, i was turning her out
I said 'listen real close to what i'm saying.
All you need is me; you don't need no agent'
I'm a pimp ass nigger and the game don't stop
'all you gotta do is fuck a few big shots,
Cause if you can't do that, they're going to hold ya back'
She was sucking up the game, down to do all that
She said 'short baby, i ain't no simp'
But the nigger in the suit ain't nuthin but a pimp
And all them white guys you had sex with
They weren't big shots, they were nothing but tricks
She came to me and said it just won't last
I looked, and i laughed, and i kicked her ass
Cuz all she wanted was the fame
But you can't get shit when you don't have game
Guerilla pimpin just let it roll
Mother fucking shit god damn asshole
Guerilla pimps just don't quit
I say mother fuck you damn shithead bitch
＊mc breed＊
Ain't nuthin like pimpin now you know
I want a bitch thats an everyday hoe
Just a beyotch
There ain't nuthin like pimp now you know
I want a bitch thats a top notch hoe
Just a beyotch
(too short) mother fuck you damn shithead bitch
Ain't nuthin like pimpin now you know
I want a bitch thats an everyday hoe
Just a beyotch
(too short) mother fucking shit god damn asshole
There ain't nuthin like pimping now you know
I want a bitch thats an everyday hoe
Just a beyotch
(too short) say mother fuck you damn shithead beyatch!!
Mmm mmm mmmmmm
(too short) mother fucking shit god damn asshole
Nuthin but a pimp
(too short) mother fuck you damn shithead bitch
Short dogg ain't nuthin but a pimp
(too short) mother fucking shit god damn asshole
(too short) cuss words. mother fuck you damn shithead beyotch!
Nuthin like pimpin now you know
Ain't nuthin like pimpin so now you know
(too short) beyotch!!
There ain't nothing like pimpin now you know
(too short) ain't nuthin like pimping damn shithead bitch
Ain't nuthin like pimpin so now you know
(too short) there ain't nothing like pimping god damn asshole
Ah
(too short) that's it nigger, there is no more. life is...
＊unknown voice＊
Thatz deep. yeah. that right. there ain't nothing like a bitch.
Ain't nothing like a mother fucking, bitch!
You, nasty, once a month bleeding mother fucking nasty ass
mother fuck it
(takes a deep breath)
Bitch, i hate your mother fucking ass. you mother fucking
beeeeeeyoooootch!!!
Beyotch!! and your momma too. fuck all yall. hahahaha.
2.Cocktales
H-e-a-d,
All you washed up hoes tryin to throw that p
You're just a big freak, you better not complain,
When you hear these cocktails and you hear your name.
If you a fake bitch, ain't no thing
I'll pick up the phone and call janine.
If i call marie, i know for a fact
I'm gettin fucked in my drop top cadillac
I met this freak named naomi
Straight dick sucker worked me and my homies.
She had a girlfriend, her name was vicki
I pulled her to the side and let her suck my dick.
She was fine as fuck, but can't fuck with tina
Tina, tina, the sperm cleana.
I took her to my house and told her strip
Baby got freaky-started doing the splits.
I said, 'bitch!!! do what you want
Cause this true blue mack won't even front'.
I fucked her with my finger, she tried to cum
Pussy so tight, it wouldn't give me none
I'm too $hort baby couldn't be no punk
I'm trying to get freaky cause i love the funk
My dick is big and her nigga had a little one,
I didn't fuck her freaky ass, but it was still fun.
I know you stop and wonder just what it is..
It's the california lifestyle that i live.
My name is short, my game is long
I freak these hoes and sing these songs.
I know this girl named annette
Get her all alone and she'll suck your dick
Hella freaky...won't say no for shit
You and her all alone, nigga that's your bitch.
I know another freak her name's joanne
I always get the pussy cuz i know i can
Finest bitch around, ain't got no man
Everytime she cross my mind i go fuck her again.
She's like another bitch named christine
Bitch so dumb, i named her misdemeanor
Cuz it had to be a crime to be that dumb
I took her to my house and she let me cum in her mouth
You know i did all that shit
She got my number, if she beep me, i'm gonna call that bitch,
And go dig in them guts like a gardener,
If she starts screamin', i'm gonna fuck the bitch harder.
Cause these are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales i tell so well
You don't like my dirty rap you can go to hell
Cuz sahort dogg's on the mike tellin' cocktails.
I meet the groupies, hookers like kathy,
Fucking m.c.'s cause she's so nasty,
See her backstage trying to throw that ass,
She just like the freaks and she had to pass me that pussy
You can't stop the bitch
Let her roll on my rolls then i drop the bitch
My name is short my game is long
I freak these hoes and sing these songs.
I know another girl named stephanie
Do anything she can to have sex with me
She really don't bring out the best in me
But i love her fine ass laying next to me.
She's like another freak named nicole
So damn sprung on my diamonds and gold
I took her to my house, she gave me the panties
I fucked her so good she told her friend named angie.
Angie called me up about two weeks later
Talking some shit about do me player
So i did her just like tamara,
Taking naked pictures with my poloroid camera.
Next they told a girl named rocquelle
Got my skin all under her fingernails
She was diggin in my back while i grind the shit
That was way back now i can't find the bitch
But if i do, i'll probably do the same again
Break the bitch for everything cuz i came to pimp.
I'm too short baby, i don't stop mackin
I grab the microphone and i don't stop rappin
You can bet your life as i spit these raps
I'll be fucking em' up like that...bitch.
I know another trick her name was shery,
I had to cut her loose cuz she wanted to get married
Pussy so good and i do mean very...
Sometimes it's shaved and sometimes it's hairy.
I'm short dogg ain't nothing nice
You ever make me mad and i'll fuck your wife
Have fun with your bitch and have her sprung on my dick.
I guess i'll pull it out and just cum on your bitch
Like my other little tramp named erika
Anywhere i want to fuck that's where i fuck
Cuz she's the freakiest bitch in america
Everytime i get the pussy i just tear it up....
Cuz these are the tales the freaky tales
These are the tales that i tell so well
You don't like my dirty raps you can go to hell
Cuz short dogg is on the mike telling cocktales!!!!!!!!!
3.Can I Get A Bitch
Its been a long time kickin this and everybody knows it
Oaktown still in the house, but i suppose its
Time for some more shit
So yo peep the flow bitch and i'll be
The motherfuckin host with the most dick
So now you know it ain't a damn thang changed up
Stayin true to the streets since we came up
So blame us for givin you the game plus
Much bass now the name is just dangerous
So here we go, its time for some new shit
From 94 to 95 we can do this
So nigga just love this with no playa hation
Cause we gets respect all over the nation
Still in this to win this so you can pretend this
Beat this like my dick in yo mouth, until i'm finished
The shit goes on and on and on
But when you gets no promotion
That ass is gone
In the studio all day puttin in work
Hoes didn't give a fuck and man that shit hurts
Used and abused no pain no gain
Sure them hoes tried to play us, but we still in the game
Still in the game, after all these years
Been bumpin so long i can hardly hear
Still got the same flow that i used to have
You can clown if you want, but don't do it too fast
Cause i'm gone slow it way down, than shoot your ass
And send you wanna be pimps, back to class
Cause ant banks been making these beats too long
You trying to get with these funky songs
But the formulas patented, we ain't havin it
Game is all we spit
Keep on mackin bitch
You can't make it hard
Can't tell a motherfucker how to play this part
Call me short dawg baby of the dangerous crew
Talkin on the mobil ant banks came through
Ridin in a brand new benz
A nigga like that might have a few ends
No shit bitch, stupid hoe
You spent your last 10 years in the studio
We ain't no punks
We can't be played
Still in the game, still gettin paid
You know we got all the hoes
More hoes than swiss cheese nigga
Ant banks you wanna hoe, you wanna bitch？
Chorus：
Well can i get a bitch (bitch)
Nigga can i get a bitch (bitch)
$hort give me a bitch (bitch)
Banks jump yo fat ass in the mix
Yeah the shit gets hectic, but you gots to accept it
10 years chillin in the game, well respected
But check this, some niggaz don't give a fuck
Never be givin us props, see we don't stop cause we don't give a
fuck
We gets paid, so tell me what a nigga know
We hit him low with the bass, than we get more
Number one album, so where the fuck you at？
Doing sit-ups, stay off my dick still tryin to rap
Damn, we never ballin out of control
We open doors for the motherfuckin o
Now lets roll
Everybody up cause we all got to get it
And when you get your motherfuckin chance nigga spit it
So listen to what i'm tellin g, come with the melody
Or keep yo skin tight so you can have longetivity
Like the bad ass, shit i had to earn that name
Some love it some hate it, but i'm still in the game
Chorus
Young nigga in the fifth grade, stealin cigarettes
At ten years old, he was a real vet
Sellin gold weed, makin money like a star
Wasn't old enough to drive, but i still bought a car
Ten years later, he was sellin coke
Fuck with the nigga he was killin folks
Had to do a couple of niggas or he would've caught the crome
Hopped on the plane, straight got gone
10 years on the run, still in the game
Bounce back through the town ain't nothin change
Caught a murder beef, but the shit was weak
Charges got dropped in less than two weeks
Nigga went through alot, but his bnk is fat
Tried to catch him up with them wiretaps
But that snitch thean told
Its simple and plain
You can clown all you want, but we still in the game
Somebody say bitch (bitch)
Somebody say bitch (bitch)
Somebody say bitch bitch (bitch bitch)
Now let me hear y'all scream (hooo)
Scream (hooo)
Ant banks and short dawg in the house fool and we mackin
4.Coming Up $hort
Intro
(bitch!)
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort
(bitch!)
Too $hort,too $hort
Repeat
Now fuck around and get a 5 finger hand plant straight across
your face
To make sure you bitches understand that i'm a
pimp-mack-player-ass nigga
Not a gentleman ain't gonna be no sucker-ass swindlin
I know ya starvin bitch what you gone eat？
Just because i feed you up i guess you waitin on me
It ain't goin be that,you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate
Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late
I ain't romeo,prince charming or knight in shining armour
I'm only out to fuck a bitch,fuck tryin to charm her
I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt
No money in her purse,a fuck is all it's worth
Lookin hella good in the club like a ho
Bitch,you need to go find a nigga to buy some mo' drinks
At the bar,fill you up with long islands
While i be all in your face tryin to fuck smilin
Cos short dawg'll never cater to you hos
And if you ain't fuckin i say 'later' to you hos
So if you bitches gotta plot
You better get gonna get shot fuckin with short dawg
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort
(bitch!)
Repeat
Bitches be like rabbits swarmin diamonds and carats
See my car,see my house and they think i'm a sheriff
I ain't never been a marked bitch,you too ballsy
Wanna drive my car closed-up,that's when you lost me
I tell a bitch real quick,i ain't no (？tissu-roll？)
All you good fo' is some head and some pussy,ho!
And if the pussy and the head tight,we fuck em twice
Cos short dawg ain't nuttin nice
Bitch jumped in the car,asks me where we goin？
I'm shorty the pimp bitch,you goin hoin
Fucked in the car with my pants and my jacket on
Raged about the pussy,now i'm in the traffic
Now pussy still wet,got my dick in her hand
Lickin all around it,rollin through the flat lands
Take her to my strip,never pussy-whipped
Seein niggas with them bitches,i'd a tossed the pimp
I use to break hos for scrilla,but now it's down now
I'm makin bank rolls for real-a and rockin town bitches
Livin large for a night,turn back into pumpers
When i'm through fuckin,bitches leavin with nothin
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort
(bitch!)
Too-too $hort,too $hort(hos can't fuck with me)
(bitch!)too $hort
Now break it down to the beat one time!
Ol' school.tell ya lil' somethin about shorty
I'm the east oakland player,lovers are mooshy
I fuck a different ho a day and leave rubbers and pussy
Bitches keep lookin for some too $hort acts
Squeezin on a rubber tryin ta pull it off and make it bust
Bitch might lose her mind if i raw-dig her
Get pregnant,move her in and make ma and pa richer
No more player,no shorty the pimp
I get payed,divert a cheque and get forty per cent
All the homies talkin bad,hair down,walkin sad
Got the broad livin with me,baby sayin 'dad!'
Sex played out and ol'shorty's bored getting fat!
Then my bitch turn into a rat
I could try to mack again but the bitches won't want me
Cos i'm all washed up,broke,fat and funky
Short dawg is through,people call me todd shaw
All the rappers who was fake gonna mic,got raw
Ugly hos playin hard-to-get,sold all my cars
Now i ride the bus and shit
I had a '94 lexus,rolexes,i sold it all
Now i can't afford breakfast
I lost everything i worked to be
Never thought i'd be a trick,payin hos to serve me
Shit!snap back came out of my dream
Shit can really happen if you know what i mean？
But fuck a wife biatch,stay away
Don't wanna own a pussy,keep the babies on lay-away
Bitch thought i robbed it,said it was mine
She didn't know i fucked her with a dildo the whole time
Star-struck bitch seein dollar signs,she think the wad is fine
Playin games so i taught her mine
Tryin to play her prayer got caught in a trap
Learnt a lesson from the game that i taught in my rap
Bitches keep comin up $hort
Fuckin with too $hort,too $hort
(bitch!)
Repeat
5.Thangs Change
Simpty is for them simp ass niggaz
Talkin lot, til i spray dumpin ？？？ niggaz
Whenver talklin shit, i straight rip 'em
And niggaz know i come equip when i whip them
You say how can i make these dirty raps
Number one albums, back to back
If it was 1950, do you think i sell, no
They probably throw me straight to jail
I tell you life just ain't what it used to be
Between you and me, exclusively
Everybody's changed, were losing our minds
The government won't help, cause they refuse to find
A solution to the problems of the inner streets
Its a shame what our kids are beginning to be
Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers
There ain't no love, there ain't nothin but anger
We don't go to church and can't pray in school
Listen real close to what i'm sayin fool
I know kids who went to school together
Now they all grown up, tryin to kill each other
Shootouts on the playground is where it goes down
But back in the day, we rode the merry-go-round
And some little kid might shoot me tonight
And i always used to wonder what the future be like
Curse words on the tv and radio
You wanna see sex, turn it on hbo
Late at night, you see women freak women
Sex sale, that's why i keep pimpin
I grew up in the 70s', somethin like crooklyn
But i was in cali not brooklyn
I could tell the whole world was going crazy
But it really didn't happen til the 80s'
With freebasin and smokin crack
A lotta people learned not to joke with that
Streets flooded, with homeless folks
Whole families, lives gone up in smoke
We're all related to a crackhead
Sometimes i wake up in the mornin and wanna go back to bed
Layin these thinkin bout things
About the way life change
How women used to like to wear decent clothes
Now they curse like men and dress like hoes
You supposed to be a virgin til you marry
But teenage girls find it normal to carry a baby
Babies havin babies
Rappers like me always disrespectin ladies
Wonder why its like that, well so do i
But i just turn my back and then i go get high
Cause i get paid real good to talk bad about a bitch
And you bought it, so don't be mad i got rich
Ask your grandparents, is life the same
Man thangs change
Chorus
There used to be a time when old folks were respected
Kids talkin back was never accepted
Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with soap
But kids nowadays will curse out old folks
Then you tell me i need to be a role model
And get these babies off the 40ounce bottles
But i'm not the one who made alcohol legal
Liquor stores on every corner that's why we go
Buy 40ounces and go get drunk
Don't respect our kids, like no good punks
And then they grow up to be hardcore criminals
Shoot 'em up, slang dope always pimpin hoes
I know its those that don't believe what i'm sayin on the mic
right
So baby d won't you tell them what its like
Its kinda hard comin up as a youngster
Gotta deal with the roof that i'm under
Even though my moms got it hard
My daddy passed away, now i'm stuck without a father
But times have changed bro
I never ever seen santa claus comin through the ghetto
But you know what i always see
I always see the white man robbin the black man back g
And i don't even get in trouble for it
And i don't see nothin forward
Always tryin to beat the black man to death
Punk police wanna hide behind your badge
Always tryin arrest somebody
All we gotta do is beat him with the billyclub
Here i come, i comin with my gun
I'm shootin in the head police now what
I tell you life is too short for it to be like that
We gotta be leaders, can't follow the pack
With all them fiends in the streets smokin crack
What you give life is what it gives you back
Cause money in the ghetto ain't nothin new
But when you get the money gotta know what to do
Buy you a business or buy you a house
Just so the police can't wipe you out
I heard it in the streets, they say you the man
So try to help your brothers and lend a helpin hand
Now what we gone do
We came to stack some bodies, killin everybody like john gotti
I said we came to stack some bodies, killin everybody like john
gotti
Now run up and get gun up the slack black
I'm hittin blackjack in the casino when i mack slap
What you wanna play like al pacino with this
Type of style withthe lyricist this funk of hits
And the biscuits i drop
Motherfuckers know i come down and show me ？？
I don't really care
From the front or the rear
Word to your mother i'm bout to smother and smear
Its that master all i intelligent
Chain that i swing from the others is irrelevant
For you motherfucker step up to the m-i-c
I'm down with shorty, ant banks and mally g
Its malik and i freak it's obsolete
My technique motherfucker know i flow over beats
Like water, slaughter dick in yo daughter
And my nuts up in her jaws when she suckin on my balls
Yiggy y'all niggaz best to ask somebody
Cause i'm shootin motherfuckers down with the shotty
Its the motherfuckin master blaster
Its, its the motherfuckin ghetto bastard
6.Paystyle
Aww hell nah nigga
We ain't doin no freestyles
Don't even know how to do that shit
＊chuckling＊
Yeah whatevah
Check it out man, check this one out
I been rappin for half my life
I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic
If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool
I was born on the mic before you went to school
Talkin bout pimp shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin like your name is water
But i'm ten years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin
I'm just tryin to say lil nigga listen
Before you grab the mic and act wild
Bitin on the next nigga's mackin style
And it's all from head, passin round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
Sound like snoop dogg, then you switched to treach
Bit the pharcyde then a tribe called quest
And you gots no respect for me, is that right？
Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight
And keep rappin, i'm floatin past all the stops
In a clean ass benz i have all the props
Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real dick pleaser
And a too $hort fan, faithfully
When i came to your town she couldn't wait to see me
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Let me tell you somethin bout a nigga named short
Rappers always talk about the way i can't flow
But let me hit the mall with the same mc's
I be signin autographs, spend a gang of g's
While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya
Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja
Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars
Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin, but you ain't original
You just shootin everything and you pimpin hoes
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the t-double-o, s-h, o-r-t
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is gettin bank
Gettin head, gettin hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and sunny
So how you talk shit when you ain't havin no money
I set trends in the rap game bitch
And gives a fuck when other rappers talk shit
I know you motherfuckers, heard me rap
So hard, i put your momma in my dirty rap
No shit, the old bitch sucked a damn good dick
Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, i coulda macked your mother
But life is too $hort, so i kept it undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin
But old short dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake mc, who tried to get with me
I ended his career, instantly
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Now let's compare the lifestyles, of me and you
You're phony and i'm all about bein true
You drive a bucket, that you bought for a g
I ride around snuffin them fo'-eighteens
In the back of a motherfuckin big ass truck
Jump two rows back and get my dick sucked
Benzos, lexus, rolex and caddy
Fine lil bitches havin sex with daddy
I ain't givin no bitch, no kind of slack
You got one girl then treat the hoe like a mack
What's yours is hers, she don't trip
Sucker ass nigga need to check that bitch
But you're so weak, and it shows in your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in atlanta
And you can't stand it, so whaddayou say
Too $hort can't rap, no fuckin way
But here i am, workin in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin slow
By the time you make one i'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Now ask new york, can too $hort flow
Ask detroit, they'll let them niggaz know
Then ask philly, can i rap
South side of chicago, who's the mack？
I never ever tripped on the shit that you spit about me
Everytime i perform, i make a lot of g's
Cause i'm paid for this motherfuckin rap shit
Eatin good like a motherfuckin fat bitch
Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu
Eatin fast food if you only knew
I understand though, cause i been there befo'
Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go
Daydreams, about bein great
It all started back when i was sellin tapes
In eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up
Waitin still waitin just to blow on up
And when it happened, i still had to wait
I didn't get paid til eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue west coast pioneer
Dr. dre, ice-t, and all the rest
All that money we makin don't fault the west
Cause we ain't the ones who created rap
But when we made the shit, we made it fat
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
And it don't stop, to the beat y'all
It goes on cause i don't stop rappin
Beyotch!
7.Givin Up The Funk
Mc breed：
- hell yeah
- we got ant banks in the house, peewee in the house, goldie in
the house
- and we damn sure got short dawg in the house
- and i am the forever lastin breed hahaha
Chorus：(repeat 2x)
Ohhhh, givin up the funk
Short dawg：
Now i'm about to get with this funk shit
And talk real bad to a punk bitch
Cause i'm that nigga she'll dream about
Stickin my dick all in her mouth
Cause that pussy don't last and i'm on the hunt
Bitches like that is all i want
But you playin that roll and can't say why
Bitch get wit it lets fuck tonight
It ain't cool, don't come with that shit
I'll fuck that fat ass from the back bitch
Tappin that ass like gregory hines
You can have this dick, but them legs is mine
Bitch, the pimp game is the motto
I'll put you in the back of my el dorado
Make that money so the story goes
Ride that bitch like a set of vols
Dip in dip out of that traffic jam
Freaky little bitch gotta have it man
She like to get that money from all you tricks
Shit sound better than parliament
I heard you was a hoe
Where's ya pimp？
Bitch chose me and quit fuckin with him
Old once a month funky cock bleedin bitch
Can't do shit except make me rich
Yep
Chorus：
Peewee：
You love to fuck around for free
But now you fuckin round with peewee
And being fine just ain't enough hoe you's a diamond in the
rough
So i'm sendin yo ass to d.c.
Get me some cash to get my ？indica？
Make my cd's, you tossin senators
You can't get crossed up with the pd's
They payin a cost to get g'd
You got frost on your knees
Fuckin and suckin them d's
They usually be havin you cheesin
I got the hook up for suckers
Skeezin for fees and you just send me them duckets
I'm buying beatin disease
You tellim me what you want bitch
You givin up the funk
But you gotta pay a lump
To this nigga name peewee
From the r-i-c-h-m-o-n-d
Bitch you can't hang with me cause yo ass is scandalous
Bitch fuck it damn, that's the end
These bitches want these inches off the dick, cause i'm with the
dangerous
Crew
Motherfucker you's a punk and i can't hang with you
Ant banks：
Yo, be comin straight out the pussy
Holdin my nut sack, quick let me bust that rap
How hoes get cussed at
Rashy, you was a warthog, now you's a muskrat
So tramp, i ？？ your tramp to much bleedin
Tryin to pursue me, screw me do me
Wanted to do me, started to chew me, then she blew me
Ya'll stay off my level six
You can't proceed i'm like a rebel kid
Makin the devil get
Mad, when the bass and treble hit
So wise up
Keepin yo eyes up
I'm lookin for bitches and bitches to size up
I bust one and thumps one
I bust two and rise up
I'm ready to slide my dick in something hot as wet as you
I bet its you
I'm with the dangerous crew, so let us through
Give up the pussy, give up the head
Drop yo panties and rub your clit
Do the splits, rub your tits
Yeah, i like the freaky shit
So give it up to me straggla
Fuck the cheese and bragger
Before i knock her out, beat her down and drag her
Cause niggas be takin the pussy
Just give it up to me bitch
Don't fight it
The last bitch that tried it, don't fight it
I'm just like a bloodhound
You lick my balls and give me a rub down
You want me to eat your pussy, but you stank bitch
Go scrub down
I get up inside the pussy, spend my day in it
Lay in it, play in it
Wake up and go to sleep and still stay in it
Imagine my dick's the basketball
Yo pussy is the basket
I'm a dunk, smell the room you stank bitch
Cause you gave up the funk
Chorus：
M.c. breed
Now as i slde on this track, i won't be dissin no bitches
I'll just be clockin my riches
Now bare witness as i spit this
Shit that give you the mumps, cause it bumps so tremendously
And niggas be knowin they flowin up tigh as they pretend to be
Some shit that they ain't
Some niggas front, but i can't
I'm sippin tough on the drink
And makin barrels of bank
Yeah, so niggas save that punk shit
I'm comin with that funk shit
See that's how i was raised and my real niggas want this
So nut up or keep walkin
And shut the fuck up when grown folks is talkin nigga
Before you get your back broke
Now what you wanna fuck with a oakland city mack for？
The place you can trip on
Where the niggas be mackin, stealin, killin and pimpin to get
they crip on
And take it to the next phase
We goin city to city, leavin hoes in a daze
That's why they call me bad ass
Cause i be puttin boogers on bitches and fartin loud with my fat
ass
But yo, i gets paid for that
And its a fact i was strictly just made to mack
So what the fuck you know about me
A loked out, funky ass pimpin og
Fool, you can open your eyes but you can't see
I just gave up the funk, now i'm o-u-t
Chorus
8.Top Down
Too short：
How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper too short, the triple x
Run up in the pussy, rub the nipple next
Bitch, which is worse？
My bark or my bite
You heard about me
And now i'm fucking you from dark to the light
You must of thought i got nicer
Talking about heiser
I'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
You never did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch？ you better check the size, and recognize
When i'm between your thighs
Shit, i get hard from the sound of a kidrum
Riding down the strip with your diamonds and ？？
Shiny bald head catching sun rays
Smashing down the strip going backwards down runways
Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto
Sounding like i'm riding out a concert at a rap show
Hit a back street and put the top up
Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
I'm so roll with my electric top
Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, fuck with nuthin
Let the top just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard with my top down
(whisper) drop the top
(whisper) just drop the top
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
Nine albums out, ain't changed my talk
A thousands hoes walked on i'm still a dogg
Ain't changed nuthing but the hoe that i'm fucking
Still riding through the hood all the homies say 'was ？？'
Give me my props cause i always rock
And i still gets cock when the fine hoes jock
Still smoking indo getting burned out
Still got the orange juice bottle full of gin 'bout to turn out
A show
A hoe smashed back to the o
Put them bitches on my beeper then pull some mo'
Cause i bump more hoes than acme
I guess you bitch can't learn that you just can't mack me
I'm off of gin and juice
Don't even introduce
If you ain't fucking back up cause i'm free to choose
I want some pussy that could make write a freaky tale
Drawls back, bootie cracks, bitch in a hotel
Just to say you got some too short dick
You wanna show some evidence, don't swallow don't spit
Cause i bust more nuts than a squirel
And my dick been in pussies all around the world
If you had a picture of it and you asked the bitch
Whats this？
I bet you say, 'too short dick'
I still taunt the fine hoes and get shot down
I say 'bitch', slam the beat
Smash off with my top down
Just riding with my top down
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
We rode the ac transit bus
Selling joints for a dollar, smoking angel dust
On the way to a house party
A maybe delux
Slanging too short tapes
Making some bucks
Looking out the window at the mustang and falcon crew
Asking myself 'how can you？'
Roll like the giants down the foothill strip
With beats thumping top down bumping a bitch
Shit i had to have drop
Didn't care, if i had a volkswagon
Pick up the beat, had a hoes flaging
Siding with the top down, lit like a lamp
Blowing out the amp, trying to bump a tramp
Most niggers couldn't afford to have a drop top
So they got they shit cut at the chop shop
Couldn't tell niggers nuthin way back then
A lot of niggers died or they went to the pen
Couldn't even see the homie short bubble
Bank get fat and my whole account double
When i walk in a club bitches say 'oo god,
Is that you todd？'
Me and my homies just who-ride
And take advantage of a life we never had
Fuck eating cheese sandwiches, broke, living bad
I'm a do it for my homies that's there to lock down
Ride with my beats slamming top down
(whisper) drop the top
(whisper) just drop the top
(short) i got my top down
(whisper) drop the top
(whisper) just drop the top
(short) i'm just rolling with my top down
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
(short) we call 'em rags, you call 'em drops
(short) whatever you call it just drop the top
(whisper) beyotch
9.We Do This
I do it like the best of the greatest, not the worst
Like welfare day, can't stop the first of the month
Can't stop short dawg neither
Got a good hoe niggaz sure better keep her
Cause i'm on the prowl, all the time
Tryin knock every bitch so they all be mine
And i ain't never, ever gone change my ways
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze
Have her homegirls wonderin what she do
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too
I be doin this shit on a regular basis
Got bitches everywhere in all kind of places
I can pull out my little black phone book
Flip every last page take a long look
Than pull out a bitch, like a rabbit out a hat
Nigga if i want, i can have it like that
Fuck two or three bitches at the same time
Grab the microphone sing my rhyme
About them same three bitches that fucked me good
Us niggas gotta do what the fuck we should when we want to
I might pass it
So get butt naked, shake that ass bitch
I'm bout as real as the stones in my diamond rings
You can hate my guts, but i'm gone do these things, bitch
Ahhh why have a nine, when i can have a ten
Lickin up the nuts, while i'm gone holler at her friend
Bitch, ain't no time for me to teach her
Rather have an everyday hoe, that umm knows how to treat a nigga
Thinkin if she ain't lickin me up
I'm givin her to short, cause he don't give a fuck
Do yourself a favor and quit callin my house
If you really don't want this nigga to put this dick in your
mouth
Umm, have you seen my bitch？
I ain't seen her, but if i do she gets dick
That's what i'm givin her just like that
To the front and back, nothing but the bozack
The second she get lonely, feelin she can get her money
And she run to fuck her own ignorant homey
You a lost cause, yellin pause when they drop the draws
Its's entrapment, have yo nigga breakin nigga laws
But it ain't a matter of mentality, it's reality
Open your eyes, realize bitches ain't nothin but a casuality
But a factor to a nigga wanting fuckin time
She's just an everday, don't wanna catch a fuckin ？mime？
Bitch ain't lieing, so i thought you knew this
Bitch this is how i do this
You can call eight ball in the corner when you shootin pool
But when you play the game of life, ain't no stupid rules
Gotta go for yours at all times
Cause if you don't, nigga yours will be mine
And i won't go to bed early, won't sleep too late
And i'll never take a punk ass bitch on a date
They say too short baby why you talk so bad？
Just a player ass nigga and that's all i rap about
Bitches, hoes and all that shit
She got my number, if she beep me i might call the bitch
And go diggin in them guts like a gardener
If she starts screamin, i'm gone fuck the hoe harder
Just havin fun with the bitch, as she sprung on my dick
Guess i'll pull it out and just cum on the bitch
And from new year's day to new year's eve
And everyday in between i will do these things, i won't stop
bitch
I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you bitches wanna do？
Step to me you gots to do my crew, first
When i rehearse i change rearrange
My mentality will bring you to reality
You on me like cologne 'til now
I feel it's time for us to bone so i
Look and pimp the background
Look, listen put the bitch on lockdown
See you hangin out with me tonight
Everythings alright, but a nigga wanna fight
Damn, that's a real player hater for ya
Fuck it, i'll be waitin for ya
I'm droppin lines like a mother fuckin pimp at this shit
I'm gettin hoes out they clothes cause i'm good at this shit
They callin me the pussy jammer cause i'm breakin hoes off
See i'm paid to be boss, i'm kickin back at no cost
Never slackin, just mackin, money stackin that's my motto
With so much game they want to play me like the lotto
Tip the bottle, now i'm drunk as a skunk
High off the dank, but i can't front
See i'm never being senile
See i'm smooth as a nail on a fingernail file
Keepin it wild, but in the meanwhile we the coolest
Sure enough this how we do this
I'm fingerfuckin with my
Now they peepin how a nigga climb on the chart
Ain't fear in my heart, i represent it from the start
Deep, my momma raised me as a g from birth
Be a hustlin motherfucker 'til i sees my hearse
No doubt, i bust a shot for all my niggaz in jail
All the young black males, that got slang yell
Cause its a hard life nigga only thugs survive
Ain't no love, unless a nigga slangin drugs or high
Conversations with these bitches on my mobil
Always in control and never let these bitches know ya
And even though i'm gettin high, a thug nigga gettin by
Catchin bitches spittin lies, i'm gettin mine
All day, i puff a blunt and parlay and sometimes if we party
Gettin my dick licked twice
And death to a trick's life, we can pursue this 'til my shit's
right
Went from havin fantasies, to havin hoes leave they man for me
There is no realer man than me
The city of oaktown laced me with my first case
When them punk police tried to break me
Didn't think the shit was cute, so i got a lawsuit
And made them punk police buy my coupe
This is how we do this
10.Game
Intro
＊guy toking and coughing up＊
Let's bring that game back!
Game! is the shit
Like what？ a rat-haired bitch
Verse 1： old school freddy b
I was sittin at my home, all alone
Thinkin 'bout bitches i use to bone
Tight young bitches, i can't deny
Rat-haired bitches, i can't lie
The bitch had body is all i know
Only 18 but looked twenty-fo'
Her name was bitch, class of '92
Skyline high and the shit was cool
Took her to my house, moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged the phone
The bitch said 'fred, i hearda you
Anything you want, i will do'
I dropped my drawers, dick all swoll
She couldn't believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the bitch like a atm
G'd the bitch like the one and only
Bust two nuts and called her phony
She couldn't believe what i said
The next thing you know she was on my head
Suckin the dick like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired bitch make me cum
Freddy b that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, i got game
Verse 2： short dawg
I like to fuck a nasty bitch
Witta big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick gettin sucked
Bitch don't give a fuck
Cos real players run that game
When i fuck that bitch she won't be the same
Cos when short dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, straight to the point
Bust a nut while i'm smokin a joint
Stop fuckin, still smokin
Lay my dick on her lips, say 'open!'
Ain't nuttin like a nasty bitch
Acting all fast and shit
Bitch just love to flirt
When i see her at the club, i'll be puttin in work
Feelin on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl it ain't too far
On the way, y'know what happened？
She sucked my dick while i was rappin
I just couldn't resist
I couldn't hold back, i said 'beeyatch!'
Verse 3： old school freddy b
My copue deville is all white
Yes bitch, it's hella tight
Crush blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce tp the spot, check my crap
Wash, wax, straight on fat
The bass on heat everytime i ride
A long haired bitch on the passenger side
Mackin on the cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 g's strong
Fred benz, freddy b
Oaktown, a bitch don't sleep
A motherfuckin mack that's what i am
Taxin a bitch like uncle sam
She pays the tax, fred benz' the pimp
16 g's put the bitch in
No ordinary game, just give it and take
East oakland can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was short
Macked on the bitch and now she knows
Fred benz baby, the game is fat
Ask these bitches, i'm a mack
Verse 4： short dawg
Breakin hos day and night
They call me shorty the pimp, my game is tight
I never do give hos slack
I'm like fred benz, i'ma mack
So bitch break yourself
I'm an oaktown nigga, i'll take your wealth
Cos that's what i was raised to do
Break these bitches, get payed fool
Y'know short dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch i get, you can't take her
Cos the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say i'm tellin ya true
So won't you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my hand
While i break you bitches
Tell a story 'bout ridin with bitches
'bout these pimp ass niggas from the o
We know just what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get paid
You need a pimp, bitch give me a call
I drop the top in my el dawg
Outro
Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20
Knowhuti'msayin？
1981, freemont high school
We the two niggas who invented the word 'beeyatch!'
11.Sample The Funk
Intro：
Sup？
Short dogg back in the house beeyatch!
And it don't stop to the beat
Ain't no thang but a chicken wing
We gonna do it like this one mo' time
Verse 1：
Straight from oakland, california i'm back again
Short dogg's on the mic 'bout to mack and pimp
We got flavor at the dangerous crew camp
Save ya money, can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you can get bees
Stuck in the back of your throat
Fuckin with a pimp named sir too $hort
We coulda sampled the luke but we didn't
I'd rather treat ya like a ho and start pimpin
When will you other brothers realise？
Can't fuck with my crew better feel your eyes
Cos you must be blind if you can't see
And i'ma say this shit quite frankly
I give a fuck when freestylers step up
I don't do it, tell you 'bout it on the next cut
Cos right now we gotta feel the flow
And make sure we keep it real slow
Just like the motherfuckin dangerous crew
We gettin funky like it's 1972
Still puffin on them zags, dressed like pimps
And axe ohio players once again
Can we sample the funk？
Y'know we don't wanna wear it out
We just wanna lil' piece, y'knowhati'msayin？
We ain't goin loopy, we're goin freaky
We gonna funk it track for track
Dangerous crew style
Ant banks let me flip this one more time
Ya ready？
Verse 2：
All you brand new rappers got a new flow
You ain't samplin james brown no mo'
Probably try to sample cameo
Parliament funkadelic, you scandalous ho
You stole it, ossie brothers, bark kays
Barry white, isaac hayes
Have you heard the term 'sample clearance'？
Start the nigga who wrote it, would never hear it
Now we're suin your ass for sure
Got'cha spendin all ya money cos you need a lawyer
You got problems and ya need ta solve em
Ya shouldn't of sampled wouldn't of had dem problems
If you'd have played your own shit
You wouldn't be broke, you woulda made ya long grip, bitch
But that's irrelevant now, my friend
Cos they done wiped you clean like ant banks' benz
Sittin on some three-piece amg's
Better find you a sample, you ain't playin these
Kinda beats, so funky make your fingers pop
If you can't find a sample you ain't got
Not one damn thing for a nigga to ride to
But i been gettin funky since i was in high school
Growin up in that bootsy's rubber band
In '76, seen a mothership land
Nothin but funk all in your face
I like to slow it way down in ass and bass
Cos that's how we be layin tracks
Just flip the funky rhyme and start sayin raps
Get funky with ant banks, peewee, shorty b
Father d, dope d, tony t
The motherfuckin dangerous crew
And that's the drop from the dime, we'll change the groove
Just to sample the funk
Beeyatch!
That's right, peewee friggin the keyboards
Tony t on the drums, shorty b on the bass
Ant banks on the mixing boards, short dogg on the vocals
Verse 3：
Right now you know the story of too $hort baby
First started rappin in 1980
I got more game than monopoly
Now i'm makin money there ain't nobody stoppin me
Used to be local til i signed with jive, man
Used to like to sample now i'm rollin with live band
Now that i finally did this shit
I'm makin one more album and then i quit
And only one thing could make me say i'm not
And that's one million dollars on the spot
Upfront cash, money, no compromise
No schemes, no scandals, don't front and lie
Just pay the man in full
Thirty years old, torch the bull
Ain't givin shit up but the funk
Let these record companies know what the fuck i want
Cos they been fuckin black folks right from the start
When you sign that line tear your ass apart
For every one you get they gettin five
Niggas gettin paid but it don't seem right
I know where i came from and know where i'm at
And my last two albums don't sound real bad
I'm too $hort baby, i ain't no punk
I'm just askin 'can i sample the funk？'
So can we sample the funk？
Bitch!
Outro：
Yeah, you know what i'm sayin？
I'm talkin to george clinton, bootsy collins
My nigga suga foot and diamond from the ohio players
I'm talkin to james brown
We know where the funk came from
Johnny 'guitar' ？？？？
To all y'all niggas, y'all can sample all you want
Here we go loopty-loo
Cos the dangerous crew goin to get funky like this
Flip it!
12.Don't Fuck For Free
-yeah, you know
-we in the house
-this the last motherfuckin song we gone do on this album ya'll
-ain't no need in wasting the beat, shit funky than a
motherfucker
-we gone spit that game to ya'll
-and i'm gone tell you one time and one time only
-don't fuck for free
-don't fuck for free, i'm tellin ya
-cause when you do, you gets nathan
-nothing, not a got damn dime for your time bitch
-so ahh, ya gone let me spit this, can i do it？
-short dawg gone spit a little something to ya, check it out
I've been mackin these bitches all my life
And not once have i thought about havin a wife
Short dawg in the house, once again
The one you couldn't get with, so i fucked your friend
Cause i'm a mack, doin what a mack should do
I just scratch, just to make a rap or two
You got to ？？ to live, than lay up with me
Can't go to streets, lay up with me
Cause i'm a fuck all night, til i turn you out
If the pussy get dry bitch, work ya mouth
I get a ？？？ city hoe and take her cash
I break her old funky ass
It ain't nothin like a player from the o
Lettin you know i'm a pimp you a hoe
Nasty ass bitches, wanna fuck with me
I need money, and sort don't fuck for free
Chorus：
My nigga don't fuck for free
You gotta have money for the d-o-g
Us bitches we don't fuck for free
You got to have money to get this pussy
P to the i
M to the p
Niggas in my crew don't fuck for free
P to the i
M to the p
Short dawg baby don't fuck for free
I ain't nothin like mike, i don't play the court
I play bitches, don't you wanna be like short
First off, i never would trick you hoes
You work hard for my money that i get from shows
And some even ask about my rolex
Bitch this came from my platinum checks
So break yourself and drop to your knees
I'd rather have ya mop cause you might have fleas
And even mangie mutts love to fuck
They ain't scared to make a buck
So bust a nut bitch
？？？ the next one fuckin with me
Cause if you be with me, i'll have ya workin the streets
Short dawg
Their ain't no love involved
Do that old ？？ shit, and lick my balls
Don't pause cause ya niggas wish you was me
But to be like short, you don't fuck for free
Chorus：
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