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too short - game lyrics

intro

-guy toking and coughing up-
[$hort] freddy b!
[fred b] wuz up $hort?
[$hort] ai, y’know they been waitin on this ol’ school game
let’s bring that game back!
[fred b] like game one thru five?
[$hort] yeah n-gg-, just like we use to do it!
[fred b] well check this out

game! is the sh-t
like what? a rat-haired b-tch

verse 1: old school freddy b

i was sittin at my home, all alone
thinkin ’bout b-tches i use to bone
tight young b-tches, i can’t deny
rat-haired b-tches, i can’t lie
the b-tch had body is all i know
only 18 but looked twenty-fo’
her name was b-tch, cl-ss of ’92
skyline high and the sh-t was cool
took her to my house, moms was gone
turned off the light, unplugged the phone
the b-tch said “fred, i hearda you
anything you want, i will do”
i dropped my drawers, d-ck all swoll
she couldn’t believe the position was pole
in and out, out and in
i used the b-tch like a atm
g’d the b-tch 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 d-ck like it’s suppose to be done
rat-haired b-tch make me c-m
freddy b that’s the name
rat-haired b-tches, i got game

[$hort] cos game
[fred b] that’s the sh-t
[$hort] like what? (like what? )
[fred b] a nasty b-tch

verse 2: short dawg

i like to f-ck a nasty b-tch
witta big fat -ss and sh-t
first lay, d-ck gettin sucked
b-tch don’t give a f-ck
cos real players run that game
when i f-ck that b-tch she won’t be the same
cos when short dawg run up in it
f-ck a b-tch for about 30 minutes
real player-like, straight to the point
bust a nut while i’m smokin a joint
stop f-ckin, still smokin
lay my d-ck on her lips, say “open!”
ain’t nuttin like a nasty b-tch
acting all fast and sh-t
b-tch just love to flirt
when i see her at the club, i’ll be puttin in work
feelin on her -ss at the bar
let’s get a room, girl it ain’t too far
on the way, y’know what happened?
she sucked my d-ck while i was rappin
i just couldn’t resist
i couldn’t hold back, i said “beeyatch!”

[fred b] game!
[$hort] all i do is stack
[fred b] like what?
[$hort] a motherf-ckin mack!

verse 3: old school freddy b

my copue deville is all white
yes b-tch, it’s h-lla tight
crush blue velvet, gameless game
white on white wit tha gold thangs
bounce tp the spot, check my cr-p
wash, wax, straight on fat
the b-ss on heat everytime i ride
a long haired b-tch on the p-ssenger side
mackin on the cellular phone
i can’t be stopped, 50 g’s strong
fred benz, freddy b
oaktown, a b-tch don’t sleep
a motherf-ckin mack that’s what i am
taxin a b-tch like uncle sam
she pays the tax, fred benz’ the pimp
16 g’s put the b-tch in
no ordinary game, just give it and take
east oakland can’t be fake
i slapped the b-tch, the money was short
macked on the b-tch and now she knows
fred benz baby, the game is fat
ask these b-tches, i’m a mack

[$hort] game!
[fred b] is like ridin vogues
[$hort] like what?
[fred b] breakin hos

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 b-tch break yourself
i’m an oaktown n-gg-, i’ll take your wealth
cos that’s what i was raised to do
break these b-tches, get payed fool
y’know short dawg ain’t afraid and hurt
any b-tch 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 b-tches
tell a story ’bout ridin with b-tches
’bout these pimp -ss n-gg-s 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, b-tch give me a call
i drop the top in my el dawg

[$hort] cos game
[fred b] it’s the sh-t
[$hort] like what?
[fred b] like a b-tch

outro

[fred b] ai, short dawg?
[$hort] wuz up fred?
[fred b] i ain’t smokin no more dank wit no more b-tches
[$hort] h-ll naw n-gg-
b-tch wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20
knowhuti’msayin?
[fred b] if the b-tch wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
[$hort] she gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he hah
[fred b] and my n-gg- po too!
[$hort] hey, y’know what? freddy b…..
[fred b] what’s that baby?
[$hort] and too $hort. we go way back man!
1981, freemont high school
we the two n-gg-s who invented the word ‘beeyatch!’
[fred b] beeyatch!
[$hort] hey wait wait wait. beeyatch!

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