Game lyrics

Artist  : Too Short 
Song : Game



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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!