Too Short

Too Short - Way Too Real songtekst

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[Too $hort]

Way too real, Short Dog is just way too real

It's the T Double, some call me $hort

I'm in the house once again from the East to the North

You know the west is the best coast

We got the best beats, we bump the best hoes

Living life way too fast

Start snitching and you might not last

It used to be about old pimps and macks

But now we got the young bucks trying to jack

It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked

Got you for your watch, your link, and your green stuff

Everybody wants to be the man

And when you are, you go straight to the pen

Get rich quick schemes off dope fiends

I know you know what I mean

Making big money, living stoned to the bone

Oakland, California is where we roam

Hitting this corner, that corner, everywhere

Bumping fly young tenders with the real big hair

Sassy nasty, young-ass freaks

Wanna ride in my car and feel the beat

We hit the motel, the head was swell

Baby had back like a big ol' whale

She told all her friends I did her, too

She got dogged like Scooby Doo

Cause in the land of macks we don't play that

You wanna run your mouth, you get pimp-slapped

And you ask me just how I feel

Short Dog's living way too real



	I'm living way too real, bitch

	Short Dog in the house

	Can't help but live real, you know what I mean?

	Tell you some shit, though



Been in the game for about 10 years or more

Talking about shit you never did before

You know my macking is cracking, all of the time

24-7 spitting playboy rhymes

I got a serious grind and it sure ain't fake

You slang D, well I'm a slang a gang of tapes

Something funky fresh for you to ride to, fool

Bending corners in the old school

I seen my homie Father Dom and he said "What's up?"

Riding in a Supersport drunk as fuck

And when you see us, the clique is called "The Dangerous Crew"

We wouldn't change it for you, cause the game is true

Some say that the Dog can't rap

But my bank account will prove that

I make G's, so you can see these nuts, hoe

Or get played like dominoes

I used to fuck a bitch from San Jose

Baby liked to freak all kind of ways

She said I was the best, couldn't settle for less

Had my name "Short Dog" tattooed on her chest

After three months I called it quits

She tried to pop that pregnant shit

But like a mack, I suprised her

Dropped her ass off at Kaiser

Never would I let her put a baby on me

I ain't the one, I'm Step Daddy

I had to let her know just how I feel

I'm living way too real



	"Don't ever fuck with Too $hort" (scratched 4x)



>From city to city, valley to valley

Never seen another state on hit like Cali-

Fornia, where the hustlers play

What you wouldn't expect happens everyday

It's the Wild Wild West I'm speaking about

Where Clint Eastwood would get socked in the mouth

Cause ain't nobody tripping on ranks or stripes

If you live the life, you gotta pay the price

So many youngsters die over punk shit

Small talk, a lotta dumb shit

And only God knows when you punch the clock

Thought he was bulletproof and got shot

It's either heaven or hell, him or me

Locked in a cell or out on the street

Every day on the ave another brother is killed

For living way too real



[Father Dom]

Well I'm chilling and I'm willing like a villian I be killing

Coke is it but tonight I got the feeling

Cause it's about time for a real mack to step up

Pimping ain't a thing so I swing on these heifers

Never ever feeling no remorse, of couse

If you try to play me out, I'm a punch you in your mouth

And Rin Tin I'll watch his chin just splatter

Caught him with an uppercut, there goes his bladder

My rhymes are fatter cause I said so

I'm gonna recollect a neck, mic wreck check a hoe

I'm making more dough than the average Joe Schmoe

If she's fronting on the pussy then the hoe got to go

Out the back door, don't want to see you no more

You ain't Deep Throat, so what you come here for?

Cause in the nine-tre ain't no lagging or dragging

Bring your ass over, get prepared for the stabbing

Ain't no doubt that's how I feel

Father Dom and the Playboy $hort, we're living way too real (echos)
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