| Oakland California is the city of snakes
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| Pimps, pussy's, players and fakes
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| Loud mouth bitches who talk too much
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| Dick teasin bitches who never fuck
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| Sucka ass nigga fake as hell
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| A man or a bitch I really can’t tell
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| Some of you niggas need to quit
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| Show and tell nigga you ain’t shit
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| Sayin I got this and I got that
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| But when it comes to you I got no rap
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| Cause what I see is good for me
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| And what I don’t know just let it be
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| Bitches gamin workin extensions
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| Her hair ain’t really but two inches
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| Bald head girls in the Oakland world
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| Short afros and jheri curls
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| Nappy head niggas like myself
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| Get a bald head and say go to hell
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| But your a snake your a worm
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| Bald head bitch you need a perm
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| Oakland California is the city of liers
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| Fresh barbed wires with vouge tires
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| Niggas tellin stories twenty minutes long
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| And everything in it was smooth wrong
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| I said why you wanna tell me I don’t wanna know
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| All I want is stereo rock
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| Homeboys kick it gettin keyed
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| Sold that mark some fake weed
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| Told that nigga here you go
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| A big fat sack and you know it’s premo
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| A 20-dollar bill went to your hand
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| You rushed that money to the coke man
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| To the coke bottle was the next stop
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| But you broke the bottle and cant smoke rock
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| Bass rocks bass rocks thats your daddy
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| You better off smokin on a powdered cabby
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| Have a white christmas everyday
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| Cause coke can cabby is a too short way
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| Thats too s-h-o-r-t
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| Smoke more coke than Richard P
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| Have more money than michael jackson
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| Oakland can I get some action
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| Hey young tender in the 501's
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| I love to see when you work your tongue
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| Suckin my dick in the back of the car
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| Rollin down skyline boulavard
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| I said beeeeeeeyach
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| What are you smokin
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| A big fat dick in the big east Oakland
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| I seen my homey he needs to quit
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| Holdin hands with a bitch who looks like shit
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| Maybe I’m wrong by what I say
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| Maybe that nigga is gettin payed
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| Maybe that ain’t bein used
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| Gettin fucked without collectin dues
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| Thats how I work all the time
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| I’m too short baby got a fresh new rhyme
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| For Oakland, California thats the place
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| Homies got drugs all in yo face
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| With the opd cruise down again
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| Niggas goin half off dubes and tens
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| On any corner anywhere
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| Buy your drugs from a Oakland player
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| Niggas sell squat callin it top
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| Cut cocaine get a big nigga rock
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| Crime went down murder went up
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| And some of these turfs are tryin to get tuff
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| Whos the leader of the hour
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| Anybody livin if they push power
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| Sendin these niggas to hell not heaven
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| So much death in the Oakland streets
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| Your nothin but a target sellin weed
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| You know I’m rappin the honest truth
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| Niggas roll up shotin guns at you
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| Frettin your life and call you fake
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| Till you take your drugs to another state
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| And sometimes man it’s a pitty
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| Cause a nigga used to roll in the Oakland city
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| Niggas who take do you know yourself
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| You must be the nigga with all the wealth
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| Maybe one day you can own this town
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| If everybody fucked and you are down
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| Thats how you see it I do too
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| But I break bitches and you break crew
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| Oakland California is gettin tuff
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| Niggas got sceems for comin up
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| Niggas got ways to make big bank
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| Hit these streets like an army tank
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| I’m too s-h-o-r-t
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| Spitin more game than you’ll ever speak
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| I got mo bitches wantin me
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| Cause I’m the best dam rapper from the Oakland streets
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| I’m the coldest MC on a microphone
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| Oakland, California wont leave it alone
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| Cause I’m on this mic rappin that game
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| Knockin off tapes like I’m sell cocaine
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| Fuckin these freaks indeffinetly
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| I never stop fuckin you Oakland freaks
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| Highschool bitches really like
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| The way sir too short can rock the mic
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| Oakland, California thats the place
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| Freak freak bitch got alot of ways
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| She got big fat tities size 38
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| Im a fuck that bitch but I cant wait
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| The young girl makes my body boil
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| When I fuck that bitch im a drill for oil
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| Im a put cocaine all over my dick
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| And tell that bitch it’s time to lick
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| East Oakland thats where I live
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| The city of the freak freak freaky bitch
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| I spent the night with her she ain’t mine
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| I fuck that bitch so many times
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| And that right there I could never fake
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| I thought my god dam dick would break |
| Fuckin too much makes you hurt
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| But I never stuck a bitch from putin in work
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| All you bitches can suck me dry
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| Suckin my dick for the rest of your lives
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| Ok baby here we are
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| Were just two young freaks in the back of the car
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| You are one who’s the other
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| It’s sir too short that rappin ass brotha
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| Everytime I talk to you
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| Whatcha wanna know is it still cool
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| And everytime what do I state
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| Your still my bitch thats everyday
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| All you bitches cause I’m a hall
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| And you baby girl my freaky doll
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| I’m too short baby now I’m smokin
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| Another big cabby and I’m in east Oakland
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| Not the west not the north
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| It’s the eastside baby I’m sir too short
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| I can spit a rap and I’ll create
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| A sucka mc everyday
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| Niggas from Oakland young and old
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| Runin round here keep off that dope
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| Singin my rap at the skating rink
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| Sucka mc do u know what I think
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| You wanna be me so dam bad
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| You wish that you could make my rap
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| When I say short you say your name
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| Tellin your homies you rappin game
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| But I sell tapes and niggas know
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| You singin my rap in stereo
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| Some of you niggas ain’t really shit
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| And Tony G. is just a bitch
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| Why does Tony rap like me
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| Cause he ain’t no pass high?
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| Just sleep to the world on what I do
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| Grab a mic front you
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| Tony G. you just can’t have it
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| Nothin but little light skin oak faggot
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| Tryin to rap on the mic
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| But too short baby is what they like |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Oakland, California , by - Too Short. Song from the album It's About Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп