Lyrics:
ass
Trick biatch, biatch
I said biatch (biatch), what are you smokin'?
A big fat dick comin' from East Oakland
There must be some kind
Roll up your windows and ride wit us
Lets smoke this Oakland indoe
Don't roll down the window
Start the car
We ain't going too far
You know
be -ITCH!!!
Too seezy up in this motherfucker
Representing all the way from East Oakland
California style
Chorus: TQ
I
ain't no fuckin' joke so you can label me King of Oakland, huh
As I sit back and rake my, dough in
I let my money grown in just got rich off what they
(Too $hort) intro:
Short Dog's in the house
You know it's the same all the way from Oakland to Memphis
Hoe's hella freaky man
But you know
remorse
Told them hoes get they ass on the figgety floor
Snatched the cash and my pistol still smoking
Left them hoes like the Raiders left Oakland
the Constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
square up? You can't be hopin'
I'm hard on a bitch, I was trained in Oakland
I never turned in my player card
Ask anybody, they'll say I'm hard
I'm
head wide open (head smokin')
Rapid release
Keep the police coastin'
Casualties
Warrant in deep east Oakland (doors wide open)
Yolk the nigga off
these tricks it's too late
[TS] It's that old school pimpin all the way from Memphis, to Oakland
[8B] Straight smokin baby, fryin em up fat
[TS]
the Bay
Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA
We keep the shit together, let's keep it that way
From Sacramento all the way to San Jose
We in a new era, for
the shit get ya open
Straight outta Oakland
Fuck the law get ya jaw broken
Ba ba ba bang bang nigga it's a stick up dee
Turn the kick up I'm ready to rip
prepare for you demise
Recognize I put a hole in the local aforenor
Nigga this is Coroner
(Ice-T)
Gripsta, Oakland, California
I only like my shit
Oakland, Frisco
and all them hustlas that's rollin with me
the TRU click, King George, see-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Ed
and ya'll know the Ice
oakland, out to cali
Keep 'em teenage to middle age, is she paid
'cause if she ain't, what can she make
If I see a bad bitch I ain't fin away,
I'm gonna
around the way
Do it the Oakland way, with a G of Bombay
Whole mic room fuckin' filled with smoke
Let Jeff have the gun so he watched the do'
Pushing
the parties and do the same old shit
Bitches gettin' broke 'cause the game don't quit
I had a flash back it was the Oakland Raiders at the Colliseum we ain't
those nasty words?
It's like this bitch
See I hit the studio ten years ago,
Screamin' out cuss words like "fuck you ho"
Comin' from East Oakland
the fuck up out of mine
And I'll stay out of yours
It's a Oakland thang and bitch you wouldn't understand
This Tanqueray got me screamin' Fuck yo' man.
Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners
I remember drinkin' Hennesey,
the rag and bust
Frisco and Oakland are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down
[ VERSE 3 ]
I use to sling enough water you
Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners
I remember drinkin Hennesey,
money
I remember when you and me used to ball, we had it all, and we took a fall
I came up in cokeland, better known as Oakland
Your weed could sell,
n****s up
And you know we be dro smokin, toten, loc'n
Live from PR or Oakland, b**** its Get Low let me know what's up
If you get it the truck get in
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