Too Short

Too Short - Short Dog's In The House lyrics

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"Moving up!" "East Oakland, yeah that's right" [x4]



Oakland, California, West Coast life

You either play the game or you smoke the pipe

I became a rapper at the age 14

No gold ropes, no diamond rings

But look at me now, 10 years later

Ask any MC if I rap greater

See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O

>From San Diego to Sacramento

They'll tell you yes, wherever you go

And I bet my life won't one say no

Ain't nothing like a Too $hort fan

I ain't tripping, you can play it again

Don't fight the feeling, life is me

I rock shows in Nashville, Tennessee

It wasn't "Hee Haw," so don't laugh

At the good ol' boys getting autographs

In Cinncinatti, I know you heard

I got fined for the "Cusswords"

It's true, baby, so so unique

Might slap your man, or just thump your freak

I come to your town, I'm not under

I want your name and your telephone number

You think I'm faking, but I'll call

We only got one night to do it all

I know baby it's such a pity

Tomorrow night, we hit another city

Cold macking in the game is all we do

Me and the boys called "The Dangerous Crew"

I used to be local til I signed with Jive

Too $hort then went nationwide

I went to Georgia with the Too $hort sound

I went down like Bobby Brown

I said a rap and they took me to jail

Pulled out my bank, and made bail

This is my story, it could not wait

It all started out in the Golden State

California, where I was born and raised

I used to play the drum in my younger days

I just hit that beat any way I can

Smooth high-stepping in the marching band

I turned in my drum and I started to rap

Now beats I make, make my bank so fat

It's Too $hort, on the mic tonight

Pennsylvania, can you see the light?

>From Chicago, to Indiana

>From Mississippi, to Alabama

Louisiana, even Texas

Females, call me sexist

But don't they love it, you know me

Freak nasty in a room trying to blow me

Like engine, engine, number 9

Homies run a train, standing in line

If that train jumps off the track

Then my brother you will catch the clap

>From Colorado, to Arizona

All the way back home to California

In Chatanooga, they know the tip

Short Dog in the house, I'm that flip

Getting clip, or playing pool

I can't help it I'm so damn cool

Call me "Dog" or leave me alone

I'm riding in a Caddilac Fleetwood Chrome

With Too Clean, behind the wheel

I'm riding shotgun, rapping for real

Total boss in the back, give me superside

They like to roll 'em fat cause you know we ride

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop

It goes on cause I don't stop rapping

Now you know, nothing but the Dog in me

You make love to me and I still act stingy

Oh should I pay you? You must be tripping

I didn't buy you and I sure ain't renting

I said "I love you" cause you gave me head

I didn't love you when we got out the bed

If I could love you, you know I would

But what you giving, ain't all that good

A little southern hospitality

You'd better try to get away from me

I love money, and I just can't fake it

I go to Magic City and the girls dance naked

I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap

But I'm living like an Oaktown mack

I'm in the house y'all, I'm like ?peeser? y'all

Rat heads get nothing but cheese, y'all

Or get slapped, put up your dukes

I kick you in your ass with my Nike boots

Some rappers try to be just like Too $hort

Can hang with the Dog, you'd better stay on the porch

In Minnesota, Virginia Beach

Wisconson, I got freaks

Atlanta, Little Rock

Louisville, it don't stop

Kansas City, Missouri

I rock the house in East St. Louis

Detroit, it's like Oakland

It's a black thing, and I'm a black man

To all my brothers in the U.S.A.

Too $hort baby don't even play

Woofers in the trunk, blasting the beat

I cross the bridge and hit 3rd street

Years ago, I rocked that joint

I say what's up to my homies from Hunter's Point

We go a long way back, it's always been like that

In the days that Short Dog was so young at the rap

I'm in the house!



"Moving up!" "East Oakland, yeah that's right" [x4]
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