Way Too Real Lyrics - Get In Where You Fit In - Too $hort

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 North 

You 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 mean 

Making 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 feel 

Short Dog's living way too real 

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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 time 

24-7 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 Jose 

Baby 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 Kaiser 

Never 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 feel 

I'm living way too real 

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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 so 

I'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 feel 

Father Dom and the Playboy $hort, we're living way too real