featuring Ice T Too $hort

Ice T Intro:

Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse

(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).

WIth the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.

(Peep game fool).

Ant Banks at the crackhouse

ha ha ha better recognize game when it's in your face bitch).

Ice T:

It's obvious mad cash got me gassed

Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos

"Never lose" my motto since birth

Double up knots and crack spots

Snitches lead out by silence gun shots

Map the area I wanted to cut the fuckin' cops a deal

if they don't kneel, They get peeled

Bitches recognize I never have no drama with death

Bustas always try I leavin' 'em gagging spittin' up flem

Take a pen make a mil and if this shit don't sell

I still got the street powder back to flippin' flower

South Central nigga what?

The representer, damn your girl seen me comin' and ran

Young enough to be my daughter

My posse use to flip her like a quarter

To state to my man for man slaughter

Caught her in the stairway took her out the fairway

Trunked the punk bitch (That's fair play)

Hook:

You've got the gangstas that I have tangled baby

Bitch recognize game when it's in your face

"Well alright ch'all" "ha ha ha"

Too Short:

You think the town rid of Short?

You must be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don't faze me

I could make a phone call and just like that

A bunch of niggas from Oakland all on your back

I've never been a shot caller just a nigga in a crew

They call me Too Short but I'm still bigger than you bitch

I been around yo