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Текст песни Get in where you fit in от исполнителя Too short

    What happened to that other rapper y'all used to fuck with?

    Man, we ain't fucking with that fake motherfucker mc uh, whatever
    That motherfucker name is, man we got a real crew, we got
    Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
    Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we got some real shit
    Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
    Dangerous music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
    Fuck him up, $hort

    [too $hort]
    Get in where you fit in, fool
    You was a mark up at the high school
    Now you're hardcore like cb4
    Biting, what you wanna be me for?
    It's your life, you wish it was a too $hort rap
    But you gots no game, and your bass ain't fat
    You need to quit, rapping just ain't your place
    So back on the grind and don't catch no case
    Bitches, that's what you always be
    Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
    I run all up in it but this ain't no race
    I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
    You probably wine her and dine her
    And get jealous when you can't find her
    You're nothing but a mark
    I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
    You'd better watch your back
    Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
    Cause life is too $hort, I'm in the house like that
    Shorty the pimp, was born to mack
    And I don't stop rapping, one thing I never do
    Is stop making this funky-ass shit to ride to
    And other rap crews can see
    Dangerous crew got the funky beats
    And when I see ya, and act like I don't know ya
    I'm like missouri, cause I can show ya
    Why is my shit so funky it stanks?
    Pee wee, shorty b, and ant banks
    You outta pocket trying to hang with my crew
    You might of just learned, but it ain't nothing new
    What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
    Or did you get juked by dangerous music?
    We stole all your money, and all your songs
    Done you like a hoe and then sent your ass home
    One punk came and went
    Had to fire the hoe, but I'm still a pimp
    (mc) lawrence (the fake gangsta)
    Would've never been shit without the bad-ass banksta (the little punk)
    Now he's gonna play on out (like a mark)
    Had to put his fat foot in his mouth (little bitch)
    Quick to say I'm sorry when you're funny
    Y'all can have him, cause dangerous don't want him
    He'll tell a lie almost every other minute
    I'm like bennett, I ain't in it
    Go on with your reject rap attack
    You'll get more from a prize in a cracker jack
    And since banks said he can't have no more funk (hell naw)
    Get in where you fit in, punk
    It's what life is all about...

    Did that get him, did that get it? (yeah, you got him)
    Wait, it's the end? (bitch-ass nigga)
    You like that shit? (hell yeah) damn, you like that, nigga!
    You a fool (tore his ass up!) banks you a fool for that!
    (fuck that nigga) (goddamn!)

    Man, fuck that punk-ass nigga, man trying to fuck with the dangerous
    Crew, nigga, you can't hang with this shit, nigga, we got niggas
    Way tighter than you man,you old wanna be me asshole nigga, come with
    Some real niggas from east oakland, nigga

    [rappin' ron]
    I'm a bad-n-fluenz, so keep your fucking kids away from me
    Cause the motherfucking turf is the place to be
    Where hella niggas get shot at
    So you'd better pop back, or your ass getting dropped, black
    Cause niggas lay you on your back fast
    So you'd better grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass
    And let loose the whole clip
    And let these motherfuckers know that you ain't taking no shit
    I mean you gotta be a nut, fool
    And you can't give a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck school
    Because that shit don't even last long
    Get a key from an og and get your fucking cash on
    And if a nigga got some grip, get your gank on
    But if a nigga popping lip, get your bank on
    Don't ever go out like another sucker
    You gotta show everybody that you the baddest motherfucker
    Show them niggas you the biggest boss
    And ain't no slipping stopping the tripping just popping
    A clip and breaking them niggas off
    Cause see life ain't nothing but just riches to me
    Getting high with my partners and bitches to see
    Yep, that's what life is all about
    You eating the cunt and she sucking your dick and you
    Fucking that bitch and kicking that bitch up out
    I ain't a model, and I don't play the fucking role
    Don't be shit when you're old, nigga fuck a goal
    You wanna be somebody, I tell your ass you can't
    You little bad motherfucker, go on and hit the dank
    That's how it is in the oaktown
    These motherfuckers didn't know? well these motherfuckers know now
    And don't be jealous and mad we doing shit
    Cause I don't give a fuck, I'm from the bad-n-fluenz clique

    [ant diddley dog]
    You wanna follow in my footsteps, well put on your gangsta hat
    Burn the sack, and don't be ashamed to mack
    I'm bout to tell you how a true player has to be
    The shit comes naturally, so hoes quit asking me
    I never listened and used to cuss in back of the church
    ? bracking the max? is my birth, packing a gat on the turf
    Ready to drop any sucker on contact
    You can't keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack
    And watch me extend with a grin to another place
    I live on the edge and the feds and the brothers space
    But ain't no stopping this fool, I'm on a rampage
    Breaks out in a damn rage, so don't try to stand, break
    Sit in the range, you'll get maimed, I don't fight fair
    Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare
    And I'm always using my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch
    And rappin' ass ron is my psychopath sidekick
    Two hardhead niggas, yeah we advocate violence
    Talking shit to the world cause we don't have to stay silent
    Steady searching for a bad plan, thinking like a mad man
    Your crew think they tight, but when I come they a sad clan
    So fuck it, I'm always causing ruckus
    Whoever wanna disagree thenn grab my dick and suck it
    Diddley is always doing shit, distructive and I ruin shit
    You stepping, pack your weapon fucking with the bad-n-fluenz clique

    [rappin' ron]
    Fuck it, it's just another nigga dead
    I pulled the trigger and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
    Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime
    Strange and deranged, I ain't in my right mind
    I can't relate, I'm stuck in a dream state
    A psychopath, and diddley dog is my teammate
    Swe we a closer, to fred and barney rubble
    So step to bad-n-fluenz and you know you in double trouble
    Motherfucker, we the bad-n-fluenz clique
    Some lunatics, and we known to ruin shit
    A terrorist, I ain't never been a role model
    Nigga I grab the fucking 40 and down the whole bottle
    And I don't even like fucking with no alcohol
    But I'll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for y'all
    Getting lit, never having a fit
    On the avenue, having brew, grabbing my dick
    And if your clique talking shit, it's your clique I'm a terrorize
    The nine to your spine, now your ass is paralyzed
    I'm dangerous, and I ain't even mad yet
    I drop with couch and watch you bounce like a bad check
    Cause I'm a mack that's from 8900, bitch
    Rappin' ron and diddley dog and bad-n-fluenz ruling shit

    [diddley dog]
    Fool don't understand all the shit that goes on up in this nigga's head
    >from the hood come if you would but you might end up dead
    See these sick-ass oakland streets done turned me out
    Surviving and making cash is what it's about
    Some people ask me why I commit crimes ? there em? a scratch
    But I'm black and I'm trapped and I can't turn back
    I was raised as a cruel kid
    Because the streets taught me more than these fake-ass schools did
    I tried the education system but I dropped it
    So now I'm in the goddamn game and can't stop it
    And I'm a motherfucking threat to authority
    Make the police sweat when they check this wreckless minority
    You want more of me, come to oakland, that's where I be at
    Selling dope with my folks, come close and see I react
    Hard niggas addicted to dirty money, fast cars, and fine hoes
    On the drink every day like winos
    And sometimes I be slipping up off the blunt
    So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for their stunt
    Cause I would never tell a hoe how I make my green
    I cut my cream on an un so I can't be seen
    And then I bump up on the block and knock after knock
    Watch the cop jock as I create a be a hot spot
    Pushing slugs just to make it
    I'm in the game and it's real and a nigga can't fake it
    I know it's sad what I'm doing
    And I don't give a fuck, I'm ant diddley dog and I'm a bad-n-fluenz

    Nigga you think you got the shit in?
    You gotta get in where you fit in, bitch
    Motherfucker, you outta pocket, punk-ass bitch
    Swoll-ass motherfucker, you can't fuck with the crew, nigga
    You need to get in where you fit in
    You stupid-ass bitch

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Другие тексты песен исполнителя Too short:
Where they at
What the fuck you gonna do
What happened to the groupies
We do this
Way too real
Top down
The ghetto
The dangerous crew
The bitch sucks dick
Thats why
Thangs change
Tell the feds
Take my bitch
Survivin the game
Still strugglin
Step daddy
Somethin to ride to
So you want to be a gangster
Short rap
Short dogs in the house
Short but funky
Sample the funk
Rhymes
Rap like me
Punk bitch
Players
Playboy hort
Pimpology
Pimp the ho
Pimp shit
Pimp me
Paystyle
Paula janet
Only the strong survive
Oakland style
Oakland
Nobody does it better
No love from oakland
Never talk down
Nasty rhymes
More freaky tales
Money in the ghetto
Mack attack
Longevity
Little girls
Life is too hort
Leave it alone
Just like dope

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