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artist: seagram f/ too $hort

album: reality check

song: gangstas & players

[too $hort]

$hort dog’s in the house…

hey, seag, what you mean when you talk about gangstas?

[seagram]

when i’m talking about gangstas

i ain’t talking about gang bangers

small time corner hangers, i’m talking about bird slangers

not them fake -ss shoot em up type

but the type that shoot you -ss when the time’s right

so would you tell me what’s your mack like

what’s your stack like

slanging crack on a track making stacks to the day light

n-ggas keep it ceased, my pockets increases

i can’t be faded, not even with some bleach

most of you n-ggas ain’t gangstas, you kicking drama

but that drama will cause your -ss drama

in my h-o-o-d, that big s to the n to the v

on the late night ride, straight on the mission

on highway 5 with a trunk full of chickens

gangsta living is a sport

but playing these hoes is for the pros

like my boy too $hort

[too $hort]

big baby p-ss the mic so i can dog these freaks

two rapping mothaf-ckas from east oakland streets…

on that -ss, so what you gonna do with that?

some b-tch lost a n-gga when they peeled his cap

when they was getting at his -ss, hollered ‘let that go!’

but oakland, california don’t protect no hoe

cause they’ll write you off like taxes

everywhere you go you get your -ss kicked

n-ggas don’t appreciate you coming with a phony

kinda like the mack when he smoked pretty tony

and that’s straight pimp game from the o

my name is $hort dog, you wanna know…

some? nothing but gangstas and playas out here

can’t be a fake n-gga staying out here

b-tches learn early to respect this game

so they never talk down on a player’s name

b-tch…b-tch…b-tch…

gangstas…gangstas…gangstas…players…players…players

gangstas…gangstas…gangstas…players…players…players

gangstas…gangstas…gangstas…players…players…players

gangstas…gangstas…gangstas…players…players…players

[seagram]

it’s the big bad -ss n-gga named seag

back in your -ss with a trick up my sleave

snitches acting like a b-tches in a way

gonna be find with the vicious, sewing stiches, when i spray

you f-cking with a n-gga that’s hard to the bone

giving mothaf-ckas close-ups of my barrel

so peek out game from the east side vet

from the 69 set, it’s as real as it gets

still blending up hop in a blender

wore my beanie at the winter, a full time offender

with them terrorized, h-llafied, gangstarized lyrics

creeping to you speaker like an alcapone spirit

crawling and balling to the east side jungle

n-ggas steady calling, i’m holling off bundless

i’m the judge and jury of this court

but i’ma kick back and hit this ‘port

and p-ss the mic to $hort

[too $hort]

i’m zipping hennessey straight, smoking my dank

my b-tch is outta pocket, can’t have no bank

should i kick her mothaf-cking -ss?

cause punk n-ggas out here don’t last

maybe i should fire my b-tch and get a new hoe

have her sprung on old school too $ho

let her fine -ss ride in my lexus

take her to my house and start talking about s-x, b-tch

anyway you want it, it be something tight

roll with $hort dog, b-tch, you f-cking tonight

straight player from the o, hoe, yes, it’s me

got love for the gangstas from s.n.v

if it weren’t for the pimp and a mack in me

i wouldn’t holler at my homeboys, black indeed

what’s up? seag got me at the studio

called me up so i can take it to these hoes

and that’s just what we gonna do…

take it to these hoe -ss n-ggas and you b-tches…

straight from the oaktown…

east side, b-tch…

[seagram]

macking and stacking…

slapping b-tches, you know what i mean?

just a gangsta thang, you know what i’m saying?

east side, b-tch, in the house…

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