Now $hort! I know you didn't think that s*** was over,
you little ugly a** n****!
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort (4x)
Now mickity mic down
Guns out, m**********
Lowin' the holes
It's the kid from the gutter
Punks get on tapes
And they sound so real
But real n***** don't get in court and squeal
Yeah, regard all that punk a** Racia s***
Got on the stand and ran your mouth
Like a b****, little snitch
Pooh-Man did it! Pooh-Man did it!
He made me with it!
Court is in session, $hort
And you've been indicted
Hoe trusta Oakland busta
And you gets no love from the gutter
See we remember when you had to have
A baserock cawy and a nice hot bath
Smokin' and chokin', Sir Too $hort
Just thinkin' about the day before
See you never shouldn't f***
With the real killa
I goes deep on you dopefiend n****
Got on the mic and called me a punk
And funk is what you want
So there it is, junk
Dirty, tired, f***** around
And get my foot off in his a**
Let's hood ride, mob, f*** talkin' bad
No punk let?s me check myself, partner
I ain't gonna bust ya
I rather ride up and drop ya
But the rappin' is weak s***
And I'm down with this street s***
And you aint s*** but a weak b****
The ugliest n**** in rap
Try to cap on the n****
From the m**********' hood
So when I see you it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Aint no love, $hort (4x)
Ant Banks: read this...
I boarded to your a** last year
But you didn't hear me dough
It's 94 and Banks need a little more
Lips lookin' hell of luscious
Digidy down goes my zipper
n****, you can suck this
And you must like slurpin' d***s
Because you ridin' on $hort's tip
Like a jockin' little b****
Ridin' around in your too-$hort-hand-me-down
I left the Dangerous Crew
And that's why you're clownin' now
The bigidy Banksta ain?t no gigidy gigidy gangsta
When the truth comes out you aint s*** but a pranksta
Try to hang in my hood lookin' out of place
With that blank a** look on your face:
(What should I do? What should I do?)
Now get in where you fit in, chunk
Can?t hang on the block
Cause you aint s*** but a punk
So I ain?t givin' no rule
To a**ume you want some m**********' funk
Then bring it to the crew
So bring it on if your a** wanna trip
And to this hollow-tip, b****
Blast that a**, yes I would
Cause on the streets, n****, it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort
Beep, beep, beep
Oh, there goes my pager
And it's your b****, yo, I think I best to fade her
Took her to the motel parking lot
Little light skinned b**** got just a little too hot
it's goin' down, pannies comin' off
Another tramp b**** got automatically toasted
I think you found out and got jealous
Cause I was diggin' your b****
And runnin' back tellin' all the fellas
But you took her home
And wanted to marry the b****
I would dig her in this, mister
And bury the b****
Stop spendin' all your cash and fix your teeth
$hort Dog must like bein' ugly
Came at a n**** wrong
Little cavity creep walkin' around with Nikes on
b**** a** n**** ain?t got no heart
Be ready to finish anythin' your punk a** started
Cause I did funk with the best
So when you ridin' in your lexus
n****, put on the vest
And stay the f*** out my hood
Cause death is a factor and it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort (4x)
you little ugly a** n****!
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort (4x)
Now mickity mic down
Guns out, m**********
Lowin' the holes
It's the kid from the gutter
Punks get on tapes
And they sound so real
But real n***** don't get in court and squeal
Yeah, regard all that punk a** Racia s***
Got on the stand and ran your mouth
Like a b****, little snitch
Pooh-Man did it! Pooh-Man did it!
He made me with it!
Court is in session, $hort
And you've been indicted
Hoe trusta Oakland busta
And you gets no love from the gutter
See we remember when you had to have
A baserock cawy and a nice hot bath
Smokin' and chokin', Sir Too $hort
Just thinkin' about the day before
See you never shouldn't f***
With the real killa
I goes deep on you dopefiend n****
Got on the mic and called me a punk
And funk is what you want
So there it is, junk
Dirty, tired, f***** around
And get my foot off in his a**
Let's hood ride, mob, f*** talkin' bad
No punk let?s me check myself, partner
I ain't gonna bust ya
I rather ride up and drop ya
But the rappin' is weak s***
And I'm down with this street s***
And you aint s*** but a weak b****
The ugliest n**** in rap
Try to cap on the n****
From the m**********' hood
So when I see you it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Aint no love, $hort (4x)
Ant Banks: read this...
I boarded to your a** last year
But you didn't hear me dough
It's 94 and Banks need a little more
Lips lookin' hell of luscious
Digidy down goes my zipper
n****, you can suck this
And you must like slurpin' d***s
Because you ridin' on $hort's tip
Like a jockin' little b****
Ridin' around in your too-$hort-hand-me-down
I left the Dangerous Crew
And that's why you're clownin' now
The bigidy Banksta ain?t no gigidy gigidy gangsta
When the truth comes out you aint s*** but a pranksta
Try to hang in my hood lookin' out of place
With that blank a** look on your face:
(What should I do? What should I do?)
Now get in where you fit in, chunk
Can?t hang on the block
Cause you aint s*** but a punk
So I ain?t givin' no rule
To a**ume you want some m**********' funk
Then bring it to the crew
So bring it on if your a** wanna trip
And to this hollow-tip, b****
Blast that a**, yes I would
Cause on the streets, n****, it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort
Beep, beep, beep
Oh, there goes my pager
And it's your b****, yo, I think I best to fade her
Took her to the motel parking lot
Little light skinned b**** got just a little too hot
it's goin' down, pannies comin' off
Another tramp b**** got automatically toasted
I think you found out and got jealous
Cause I was diggin' your b****
And runnin' back tellin' all the fellas
But you took her home
And wanted to marry the b****
I would dig her in this, mister
And bury the b****
Stop spendin' all your cash and fix your teeth
$hort Dog must like bein' ugly
Came at a n**** wrong
Little cavity creep walkin' around with Nikes on
b**** a** n**** ain?t got no heart
Be ready to finish anythin' your punk a** started
Cause I did funk with the best
So when you ridin' in your lexus
n****, put on the vest
And stay the f*** out my hood
Cause death is a factor and it's all good
Too $hort...
Nothin' can save ya
Ain?t no love, $hort (4x)