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Too Short lyrics This How We Eat lyrics [Goldie Loc talking] Definition - gangsta, hustla, you know We make money, we eat, we feed Pay attention - (Beitch!!) *beat starts* Uhh, yeah, come on.. Uhh uhh, make some music.. Dogg House, you know.. $hort Dog peep game, come on I'm ridin down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets No beer-belly fool, we get it all for eats Cocoa Puff the green leaf, cloud up We some gangstas makin money, never been a scrub Whattchu know about sellin dope... But the only thing you good for now, is droppin the soap Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too $hort, no doubt Tell 'em how we eat and what we all about, nigga [Too $hort] These hoes know what's up, niggaz been havin game O.G.'s tell me real good, bitch I'm the same Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the same Made thirteen albums in a row Be like Too $hort baby and pimp a hoe It's so easy, if ya know how to get it You'll never be another broke-ass nigga [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios [Tray Deee] Fuck a business suit, I'm out to where we juice Push the Bentley coupe and spend endless loot Runnin game from the brain or the stainless steel Pushin Holt's high-heels when we bang the field With the heat out, jack the whole hood with G-clout Invisible perimeters for niggaz to keep out You ain't got to ask what the fuck what we bout Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can ease out [Goldie Loc] I used to be able to jump from the free-throw line and bang Now I bust and crush tracks, nothin really changed Except, twelve-inch scars on my body What I mean by that, I was hit by some hotties (nigga) Call somebody, I'm layin in this motherfucker bloody It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes, or money I was at the wrong place at the wrong time Paramedics don't know, I was a victim of the crime [talking] Just keep gettin that money mayne Fuck them niggaz, yeah... this how we eat [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios (Check it out) [$hort] Don't be trick, you know these hoes so slick [$hort] Do yo' thang and get rich [TrayD] Get wise, enterprise with the game ya got [TrayD] You could slang some rocks, but better change ya spot [$hort] Ask anybody; I stay paid [$hort] Most niggaz want pussy, tryna get laid [TrayD] Stayin soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe [TrayD] I break a bitch down then I'm off with the dough [$hort] I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat [$hort] I ride brand new shit down the street [TrayD] Life is a game of chess, who plays the best [TrayD] is the last one that's laid to rest [$hort] I know you wanna eat good - it ain't hard [$hort] to be a real ghetto superstar [TrayD] Focus is the key - if ya want it, it could be [TrayD] If ya know where ya goin from the moment you could see [TrayD] that's game [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios [Big Tigger] Catch me headed out west, Impala drive And when they see balkin and be talkin bout (?) Too $hort, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig It's on and poppin now, but we wattn't always this big Wanted a Benz and a Lotus (what?) Whatever feels, sprayin Raid on the roaches I mean the whole damn scene was kinda hopless (whattchu mean?) Came home to it, then we flipped the notice Now we big crib livin, Rockland and non-stop with hot women, cop drops with rims that don't stop spinnin (whoo!) And it's just the beginnin (what?) Cuz as long as the game strong we gon' keep winnin Big Tigger, Too $hort, drops it so mean That lets us go get us a team of flatscreens Three cars, three cribs and three bikes When I drop this hot shit, I'm gonna cop three plus three mics [talking] Y'all niggaz better stop playin and get yo' game tight Too $hort, Eastsidaz, Big Tig... oh boy Album number 13 nigga, y'all better stop chasin the cat Chase that money, well unless you know The cat got money (please believe it) this how we eat nigga! Let's go, oh boy... Other Too Short lyrics: Short Dog's in the House lyrics It's Your Life lyrics The Ghetto lyrics Short But Funky lyrics In the Oaktown lyrics Dead or Alive lyrics Punk Bitch lyrics Ain't Nuthin But a Word to Me lyrics Hard on the Boulevard lyrics Pimpology lyrics Paula & Janet lyrics Rap Like Me lyrics Intro: Shorty the Pimp lyrics In the Trunk lyrics I Ain't Nothin But a Dog lyrics Hoes lyrics No Love From Oakland lyrics I Want to Be Free (That's the Truth) lyrics Hoochie lyrics Step Daddy lyrics It Don't Stop lyrics So You Want to Be a Gangster lyrics Somethin to Ride To lyrics Gettin' It lyrics Survivin' the Game lyrics That's Why lyrics Bad Ways lyrics Fuck My Car lyrics Take My Bitch lyrics Buy You Some lyrics Pimp Me lyrics Baby D lyrics Nasty Rhymes lyrics Never Talk Down lyrics I Must Confess lyrics Anything is Possible lyrics You Nasty lyrics Pimp Shit lyrics Just Like Dope lyrics Call Me Daddy lyrics Where They At? lyrics 2 Bitches lyrics All the Time lyrics Don't Hate the Player lyrics Keep Fuckin' Me lyrics I Luv lyrics Late Night Creep lyrics These Are the Tales lyrics Candy Paint lyrics Fire lyrics Can I Hit It lyrics Chase the Cat lyrics Don't Ever Give Up lyrics Domestic Violence lyrics Player For Life lyrics Analyze the Game lyrics Talkin' Shit lyrics Mack Attack lyrics Freaky Tales lyrics Dope Fiend Beat lyrics Little Girls lyrics Can't Stay Away (Can't Stay Away ) lyrics Ain't No Bitches lyrics Can't Stop lyrics Here We Go (J.D. Remix) lyrics More Freaky Tales lyrics Good Life lyrics Longevity lyrics How Does it Feel lyrics What Happened to the Groupies lyrics Can't Stay Away lyrics Ain't Nuthin Like Pimpin lyrics Cocktales lyrics Can I Get A Bitch lyrics Coming Up $hort lyrics Thangs Change lyrics Paystyle lyrics Givin up the Funk lyrics Top Down lyrics We Do This lyrics Game lyrics Sample The Funk lyrics Don't Fuck for Free lyrics Don't Fight the Intro lyrics I'm a Playa lyrics Just Anotha Day lyrics Gotta Get Some Lovin' lyrics Money In The Ghetto lyrics Blowjob Betty lyrics All My Bitches Are Gone lyrics The Dangerous Crew lyrics Get In Where You Fit In lyrics Playboy $hort lyrics Way Too Real lyrics It's All Good lyrics Oakland Style lyrics Life is Too $hort lyrics Rhymes lyrics I Ain't Trippin lyrics Nobody Does It Better lyrics Oakland lyrics Don't Fight the Feeling lyrics Cusswords lyrics City of Dope lyrics Pimp the Ho lyrics |