Lyrics
Then they put it on the town, from the very first time i grabbed the mic
if i dont get my cut
Or you can flash back, shit got funky That's, shit got funky
Im the man g, he said i heard you an ran got the cash an split it
Thats why the town got rid o hort x2, started shootin at spice, but we never got to me
Or give my money to him, if i dont get my cut
You mutha fuckaz gonna get it, they ran hort dogg up outta east oakland, jock loaned me five an i was rollin that bitch
joda balls called me up said ya lyin to me
still tryin to be my pimp
they ran hort dogg up outta east oakland
i got money comin in from everywhere
mutha fucka get my money
An thats where it stands right now yall, the nigga sued me Too, all on the air sayin they dont fuck wit me no mo
Jock loaned me five an i was rollin that bitch, niggaz fallin out Too, the only love hoes get is what they paid fo
i went to the freak-nik
Came back fo jack the rapper, im always on this money makin mission, niggaz smokin burner
An thats where it stands right now yall, i wanted to buy me a house in the oakland hills $hort, dont believe everythang you hear nigga
but right about then
Shit sound petty, nice lil sumpthin fo a half a mill
shit got real
They had bullets wit my name, i gotta make moves bitch, at the e-40 picnic out in the park
it all started back when c h
An that shit dont apply to me, game from the o
Mutha fucka get my money, the only love hoes get is what they paid fo Too, everytime i got stopped
he said i heard you an ran got the cash an split it
niggaz gather round fo some shit to start