| Intro | |
| *guy toking and coughing up* | |
| [$hort] freddy b! | |
| [fred b] wuz up $hort? | |
| [$hort] ai, y'know they been waitin on this ol' school game | |
| Let's bring that game back! | |
| [fred b] like game one thru five? | |
| [$hort] yeah nigga, just like we use to do it! | |
| [fred b] well check this out | |
| Game! is the shit | |
| Like what? a rat-haired bitch | |
| Verse 1: old school freddy b | |
| I was sittin at my home, all alone | |
| Thinkin 'bout bitches i use to bone | |
| Tight young bitches, i can't deny | |
| Rat-haired bitches, i can't lie | |
| The bitch had body is all i know | |
| Only 18 but looked twenty-fo' | |
| Her name was bitch, class of '92 | |
| Skyline high and the shit was cool | |
| Took her to my house, moms was gone | |
| Turned off the light, unplugged the phone | |
| The bitch said "fred, i hearda you | |
| Anything you want, i will do" | |
| I dropped my drawers, dick all swoll | |
| She couldn't believe the position was pole | |
| In and out, out and in | |
| I used the bitch like a atm | |
| G'd the bitch like the one and only | |
| Bust two nuts and called her phony | |
| She couldn't believe what i said | |
| The next thing you know she was on my head | |
| Suckin the dick like it's suppose to be done | |
| Rat-haired bitch make me cum | |
| Freddy b that's the name | |
| Rat-haired bitches, i got game | |
| [$hort] cos game | |
| [fred b] that's the shit | |
| [$hort] like what? (like what?) | |
| [fred b] a nasty bitch | |
| Verse 2: short dawg | |
| I like to fuck a nasty bitch | |
| Witta big fat ass and shit | |
| First lay, dick gettin sucked | |
| Bitch don't give a fuck | |
| Cos real players run that game | |
| When i fuck that bitch she won't be the same | |
| Cos when short dawg run up in it | |
| Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes | |
| Real player-like, straight to the point | |
| Bust a nut while i'm smokin a joint | |
| Stop fuckin, still smokin | |
| Lay my dick on her lips, say "open!" | |
| Ain't nuttin like a nasty bitch | |
| Acting all fast and shit | |
| Bitch just love to flirt | |
| When i see her at the club, i'll be puttin in work | |
| Feelin on her ass at the bar | |
| Let's get a room, girl it ain't too far | |
| On the way, y'know what happened? | |
| She sucked my dick while i was rappin | |
| I just couldn't resist | |
| I couldn't hold back, i said "beeyatch!" | |
| [fred b] game! | |
| [$hort] all i do is stack | |
| [fred b] like what? | |
| [$hort] a motherfuckin mack! | |
| Verse 3: old school freddy b | |
| My copue deville is all white | |
| Yes bitch, it's hella tight | |
| Crush blue velvet, gameless game | |
| White on white wit tha gold thangs | |
| Bounce tp the spot, check my crap | |
| Wash, wax, straight on fat | |
| The bass on heat everytime i ride | |
| A long haired bitch on the passenger side | |
| Mackin on the cellular phone | |
| I can't be stopped, 50 g's strong | |
| Fred benz, freddy b | |
| Oaktown, a bitch don't sleep | |
| A motherfuckin mack that's what i am | |
| Taxin a bitch like uncle sam | |
| She pays the tax, fred benz' the pimp | |
| 16 g's put the bitch in | |
| No ordinary game, just give it and take | |
| East oakland can't be fake | |
| I slapped the bitch, the money was short | |
| Macked on the bitch and now she knows | |
| Fred benz baby, the game is fat | |
| Ask these bitches, i'm a mack | |
| [$hort] game! | |
| [fred b] is like ridin vogues | |
| [$hort] like what? | |
| [fred b] breakin hos | |
| Verse 4: short dawg | |
| Breakin hos day and night | |
| They call me shorty the pimp, my game is tight | |
| I never do give hos slack | |
| I'm like fred benz, i'ma mack | |
| So bitch break yourself | |
| I'm an oaktown nigga, i'll take your wealth | |
| Cos that's what i was raised to do | |
| Break these bitches, get payed fool | |
| Y'know short dawg ain't afraid and hurt | |
| Any bitch i get, you can't take her | |
| Cos the game is fool-proof | |
| Bet'cha momma say i'm tellin ya true | |
| So won't you pay the man | |
| Hundred dollar bills all in my hand | |
| While i break you bitches | |
| Tell a story 'bout ridin with bitches | |
| 'bout these pimp ass niggas from the o | |
| We know just what to do with a ho | |
| Take her where the tricks get laid | |
| Where the hos get paid | |
| You need a pimp, bitch give me a call | |
| I drop the top in my el dawg | |
| [$hort] cos game | |
| [fred b] it's the shit | |
| [$hort] like what? | |
| [fred b] like a bitch | |
| Outro | |
| [fred b] ai, short dawg? | |
| [$hort] wuz up fred? | |
| [fred b] i ain't smokin no more dank wit no more bitches | |
| [$hort] hell naw nigga | |
| Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20 | |
| Knowhuti'msayin? | |
| [fred b] if the bitch wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort? | |
| [$hort] she gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he hah | |
| [fred b] and my nigga po too! | |
| [$hort] hey, y'know what? freddy b..... | |
| [fred b] what's that baby? | |
| [$hort] and too $hort. we go way back man! | |
| 1981, freemont high school | |
| We the two niggas who invented the word 'beeyatch!' | |
| [fred b] beeyatch! | |
| [$hort] hey wait wait wait. beeyatch! |