Way Too Real Lyrics
| Song | Way Too Real |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Get in Where You Fit In |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Banks, Father Dom, Shaw | |
| Way too real, | |
| Short Dog is just way too real | |
| It's the T | |
| Double, some call me $hort | |
| I'm in the house once again from the | |
| East to the | |
| NorthYou know the west is the best coast | |
| We got the best beats, we bump the best hoes | |
| Living life way too fast | |
| Start snitching and you might not last | |
| It used to be about old pimps and macks | |
| But now we got the young bucks trying to jack | |
| It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked | |
| Got you for your watch, your link, and your green stuff | |
| Everybody wants to be the man | |
| And when you are, you go straight to the pen | |
| Get rich quick schemes off dope fiends | |
| I know you know what | |
| I meanMaking big money, living stoned to the bone | |
| Oakland, California is where we roam | |
| Hitting this corner, that corner, everywhere | |
| Bumping fly young tenders with the real big hair | |
| Sassy nasty, young-ass freaks | |
| Wanna ride in my car and feel the beat | |
| We hit the motel, the head was swell | |
| Baby had back like a big ol' whale | |
| She told all her friends | |
| I did her, too | |
| She got dogged like | |
| Scooby Doo | |
| Cause in the land of macks we don't play that | |
| You wanna run your mouth, you get pimp-slapped | |
| And you ask me just how | |
| I feelShort | |
| Dog's living way too real | |
| I'm living way too real, bitch | |
| Short Dog in the house | |
| Can't help but live real, you know what | |
| I mean?Tell you some shit, though | |
| Been in the game for about 10 years or more | |
| Talking about shit you never did before | |
| You know my macking is cracking, all of the time24-7 | |
| Spitting playboy rhymes | |
| I got a serious grind and it sure ain't fake | |
| You slang | |
| D, well I'm a slang a gang of tapes | |
| Something funky fresh for you to ride to, fool | |
| Bending corners in the old school | |
| I seen my homie | |
| Father Dom and he said "What's up?" | |
| Riding in a | |
| Supersport drunk as fuck | |
| And when you see us, the clique is called "The Dangerous Crew" | |
| We wouldn't change it for you, cause the game is true | |
| Some say that the | |
| Dog can't rap | |
| But my bank account will prove that | |
| I make G's, so you can see these nuts, hoe | |
| Or get played like dominoes | |
| I used to fuck a bitch from | |
| San JoseBaby liked to freak all kind of ways | |
| She said I was the best, couldn't settle for less | |
| Had my name "Short Dog" tattooed on her chest | |
| After three months | |
| I called it quits | |
| She tried to pop that pregnant shit | |
| But like a mack, | |
| I suprised her | |
| Dropped her ass off at | |
| KaiserNever would | |
| I let her put a baby on me | |
| I ain't the one, | |
| I'm Step Daddy | |
| I had to let her know just how | |
| I feelI'm living way too real"Don't ever fuck with Too $hort""Don't ever fuck with Too $hort""Don't ever fuck with Too $hort""Don't ever fuck with Too $hort" | |
| From city to city, valley to valley | |
| Never seen another state on hit like | |
| Cali-Fornia, where the hustlers play | |
| What you wouldn't expect happens everyday | |
| It's the Wild | |
| Wild West | |
| I'm speaking about | |
| Where Clint | |
| Eastwood would get socked in the mouth | |
| Cause ain't nobody tripping on ranks or stripes | |
| If you live the life, you gotta pay the price | |
| So many youngsters die over punk shit | |
| Small talk, a lotta dumb shit | |
| And only God knows when you punch the clock | |
| Thought he was bulletproof and got shot | |
| It's either heaven or hell, him or me | |
| Locked in a cell or out on the street | |
| Every day on the ave another brother is killed | |
| For living way too real | |
| Well I'm chilling and | |
| I'm willing like a villian | |
| I be killing | |
| Coke is it but tonight | |
| I got the feeling | |
| Cause it's about time for a real mack to step up | |
| Pimping ain't a thing so | |
| I swing on these heifers | |
| Never ever feeling no remorse, of couse | |
| If you try to play me out, | |
| I'm a punch you in your mouth | |
| And Rin Tin | |
| I'll watch his chin just splatter | |
| Caught him with an uppercut, there goes his bladder | |
| My rhymes are fatter cause | |
| I said soI'm gonna recollect a neck, mic wreck check a hoe | |
| I'm making more dough than the average | |
| Joe Schmoe | |
| If she's fronting on the pussy then the hoe got to go | |
| Out the back door, don't want to see you no more | |
| You ain't | |
| Deep Throat, so what you come here for? | |
| Cause in the nine-tre ain't no lagging or dragging | |
| Bring your ass over, get prepared for the stabbing | |
| Ain't no doubt that's how | |
| I feelFather | |
| Dom and the | |
| Playboy $hort, we're living way too real |
| zuo ci : Banks, Father Dom, Shaw | |
| Way too real, | |
| Short Dog is just way too real | |
| It' s the T | |
| Double, some call me hort | |
| I' m in the house once again from the | |
| East to the | |
| NorthYou know the west is the best coast | |
| We got the best beats, we bump the best hoes | |
| Living life way too fast | |
| Start snitching and you might not last | |
| It used to be about old pimps and macks | |
| But now we got the young bucks trying to jack | |
| It' s a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked | |
| Got you for your watch, your link, and your green stuff | |
| Everybody wants to be the man | |
| And when you are, you go straight to the pen | |
| Get rich quick schemes off dope fiends | |
| I know you know what | |
| I meanMaking big money, living stoned to the bone | |
| Oakland, California is where we roam | |
| Hitting this corner, that corner, everywhere | |
| Bumping fly young tenders with the real big hair | |
| Sassy nasty, youngass freaks | |
| Wanna ride in my car and feel the beat | |
| We hit the motel, the head was swell | |
| Baby had back like a big ol' whale | |
| She told all her friends | |
| I did her, too | |
| She got dogged like | |
| Scooby Doo | |
| Cause in the land of macks we don' t play that | |
| You wanna run your mouth, you get pimpslapped | |
| And you ask me just how | |
| I feelShort | |
| Dog' s living way too real | |
| I' m living way too real, bitch | |
| Short Dog in the house | |
| Can' t help but live real, you know what | |
| I mean? Tell you some shit, though | |
| Been in the game for about 10 years or more | |
| Talking about shit you never did before | |
| You know my macking is cracking, all of the time247 | |
| Spitting playboy rhymes | |
| I got a serious grind and it sure ain' t fake | |
| You slang | |
| D, well I' m a slang a gang of tapes | |
| Something funky fresh for you to ride to, fool | |
| Bending corners in the old school | |
| I seen my homie | |
| Father Dom and he said " What' s up?" | |
| Riding in a | |
| Supersport drunk as fuck | |
| And when you see us, the clique is called " The Dangerous Crew" | |
| We wouldn' t change it for you, cause the game is true | |
| Some say that the | |
| Dog can' t rap | |
| But my bank account will prove that | |
| I make G' s, so you can see these nuts, hoe | |
| Or get played like dominoes | |
| I used to fuck a bitch from | |
| San JoseBaby liked to freak all kind of ways | |
| She said I was the best, couldn' t settle for less | |
| Had my name " Short Dog" tattooed on her chest | |
| After three months | |
| I called it quits | |
| She tried to pop that pregnant shit | |
| But like a mack, | |
| I suprised her | |
| Dropped her ass off at | |
| KaiserNever would | |
| I let her put a baby on me | |
| I ain' t the one, | |
| I' m Step Daddy | |
| I had to let her know just how | |
| I feelI' m living way too real" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort" | |
| From city to city, valley to valley | |
| Never seen another state on hit like | |
| CaliFornia, where the hustlers play | |
| What you wouldn' t expect happens everyday | |
| It' s the Wild | |
| Wild West | |
| I' m speaking about | |
| Where Clint | |
| Eastwood would get socked in the mouth | |
| Cause ain' t nobody tripping on ranks or stripes | |
| If you live the life, you gotta pay the price | |
| So many youngsters die over punk shit | |
| Small talk, a lotta dumb shit | |
| And only God knows when you punch the clock | |
| Thought he was bulletproof and got shot | |
| It' s either heaven or hell, him or me | |
| Locked in a cell or out on the street | |
| Every day on the ave another brother is killed | |
| For living way too real | |
| Well I' m chilling and | |
| I' m willing like a villian | |
| I be killing | |
| Coke is it but tonight | |
| I got the feeling | |
| Cause it' s about time for a real mack to step up | |
| Pimping ain' t a thing so | |
| I swing on these heifers | |
| Never ever feeling no remorse, of couse | |
| If you try to play me out, | |
| I' m a punch you in your mouth | |
| And Rin Tin | |
| I' ll watch his chin just splatter | |
| Caught him with an uppercut, there goes his bladder | |
| My rhymes are fatter cause | |
| I said soI' m gonna recollect a neck, mic wreck check a hoe | |
| I' m making more dough than the average | |
| Joe Schmoe | |
| If she' s fronting on the pussy then the hoe got to go | |
| Out the back door, don' t want to see you no more | |
| You ain' t | |
| Deep Throat, so what you come here for? | |
| Cause in the ninetre ain' t no lagging or dragging | |
| Bring your ass over, get prepared for the stabbing | |
| Ain' t no doubt that' s how | |
| I feelFather | |
| Dom and the | |
| Playboy hort, we' re living way too real |
| zuò cí : Banks, Father Dom, Shaw | |
| Way too real, | |
| Short Dog is just way too real | |
| It' s the T | |
| Double, some call me hort | |
| I' m in the house once again from the | |
| East to the | |
| NorthYou know the west is the best coast | |
| We got the best beats, we bump the best hoes | |
| Living life way too fast | |
| Start snitching and you might not last | |
| It used to be about old pimps and macks | |
| But now we got the young bucks trying to jack | |
| It' s a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked | |
| Got you for your watch, your link, and your green stuff | |
| Everybody wants to be the man | |
| And when you are, you go straight to the pen | |
| Get rich quick schemes off dope fiends | |
| I know you know what | |
| I meanMaking big money, living stoned to the bone | |
| Oakland, California is where we roam | |
| Hitting this corner, that corner, everywhere | |
| Bumping fly young tenders with the real big hair | |
| Sassy nasty, youngass freaks | |
| Wanna ride in my car and feel the beat | |
| We hit the motel, the head was swell | |
| Baby had back like a big ol' whale | |
| She told all her friends | |
| I did her, too | |
| She got dogged like | |
| Scooby Doo | |
| Cause in the land of macks we don' t play that | |
| You wanna run your mouth, you get pimpslapped | |
| And you ask me just how | |
| I feelShort | |
| Dog' s living way too real | |
| I' m living way too real, bitch | |
| Short Dog in the house | |
| Can' t help but live real, you know what | |
| I mean? Tell you some shit, though | |
| Been in the game for about 10 years or more | |
| Talking about shit you never did before | |
| You know my macking is cracking, all of the time247 | |
| Spitting playboy rhymes | |
| I got a serious grind and it sure ain' t fake | |
| You slang | |
| D, well I' m a slang a gang of tapes | |
| Something funky fresh for you to ride to, fool | |
| Bending corners in the old school | |
| I seen my homie | |
| Father Dom and he said " What' s up?" | |
| Riding in a | |
| Supersport drunk as fuck | |
| And when you see us, the clique is called " The Dangerous Crew" | |
| We wouldn' t change it for you, cause the game is true | |
| Some say that the | |
| Dog can' t rap | |
| But my bank account will prove that | |
| I make G' s, so you can see these nuts, hoe | |
| Or get played like dominoes | |
| I used to fuck a bitch from | |
| San JoseBaby liked to freak all kind of ways | |
| She said I was the best, couldn' t settle for less | |
| Had my name " Short Dog" tattooed on her chest | |
| After three months | |
| I called it quits | |
| She tried to pop that pregnant shit | |
| But like a mack, | |
| I suprised her | |
| Dropped her ass off at | |
| KaiserNever would | |
| I let her put a baby on me | |
| I ain' t the one, | |
| I' m Step Daddy | |
| I had to let her know just how | |
| I feelI' m living way too real" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort"" Don' t ever fuck with Too hort" | |
| From city to city, valley to valley | |
| Never seen another state on hit like | |
| CaliFornia, where the hustlers play | |
| What you wouldn' t expect happens everyday | |
| It' s the Wild | |
| Wild West | |
| I' m speaking about | |
| Where Clint | |
| Eastwood would get socked in the mouth | |
| Cause ain' t nobody tripping on ranks or stripes | |
| If you live the life, you gotta pay the price | |
| So many youngsters die over punk shit | |
| Small talk, a lotta dumb shit | |
| And only God knows when you punch the clock | |
| Thought he was bulletproof and got shot | |
| It' s either heaven or hell, him or me | |
| Locked in a cell or out on the street | |
| Every day on the ave another brother is killed | |
| For living way too real | |
| Well I' m chilling and | |
| I' m willing like a villian | |
| I be killing | |
| Coke is it but tonight | |
| I got the feeling | |
| Cause it' s about time for a real mack to step up | |
| Pimping ain' t a thing so | |
| I swing on these heifers | |
| Never ever feeling no remorse, of couse | |
| If you try to play me out, | |
| I' m a punch you in your mouth | |
| And Rin Tin | |
| I' ll watch his chin just splatter | |
| Caught him with an uppercut, there goes his bladder | |
| My rhymes are fatter cause | |
| I said soI' m gonna recollect a neck, mic wreck check a hoe | |
| I' m making more dough than the average | |
| Joe Schmoe | |
| If she' s fronting on the pussy then the hoe got to go | |
| Out the back door, don' t want to see you no more | |
| You ain' t | |
| Deep Throat, so what you come here for? | |
| Cause in the ninetre ain' t no lagging or dragging | |
| Bring your ass over, get prepared for the stabbing | |
| Ain' t no doubt that' s how | |
| I feelFather | |
| Dom and the | |
| Playboy hort, we' re living way too real |
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