Old School

Old school.. I'm from the old school

Old school.. I'm from the old school

I came in the door as the story goes

Looked around the room all I seen was hoes

It's like a pussy supermarket; let's go shoppin

Packed like sardines, clubs straight poppin

Fuck the V.I.P. section

I'm bout to hit the pharmacy, and get my head connected

Get me some protection

Walk around and see who I wanna have sex with

The usual - a nice high-yellow cutie

Or maybe tonight, I might find a black beauty

With a big ol' booty, no doubt

We'll have a few drinks and then roll out

I can't do the "Jungle Fever"

Cause it's too many black hoes here that might see ya

If I peep a white broad with some ass and lips

Fine as hell - I'ma have to ask the bitch some'in

Cause I might end up fuckin

I don't care what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin

I fuck tall bitches, even fuck small bitches

Too bad I can't fuck all you bitches

It don't take players like me too long

To get bitches like you to let me take you home

I got the game from Oakland, California

I'm Short Dawg, I hope your momma warned ya

Bout the old school.. do the old school

I'm from the old school.. do the old school

I'm always hustlin, always workin hard

If you tryin to get the money I'ma do my part

On the weekends, we like to celebrate

Cash checks ride away can't wait

Fuck crime - I'm bustin Too $hort rhymes

Unless it's bout millions I ain't tryin to do time

It's like everyday is Saturday

So many bitches let me have my way

You can analyze it, all you want

But I was knockin bad hoes with no teeth in the front

When I had no money and drove my momma's car

I had bad-ass bitches look like superstars

It's the game, old as it may be

It makes fine-ass hoes call me baby

I look down and think, this that fuckin shit

Seein this beautiful bitch, she just suckin my dick

Too many times in a player's wife

We always have to hear what you squares feel like

Fuck that; do what you gotta do

I see you creepin through the hood buyin prostitutes

I know I'm fuckin hoes, and gettin high

You wanna criticize me but you livin a lie

With yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for hoes

You ain't shit motherfucker and Short Dawg knows

I'm from the old school.. do the old school

Do the old school.. I'm from the old school

Don't cross the game they'll take yo' life

Respect the game and you can play all night

If you snitchin, don't get caught slippin

If you blood'n or crip'n, other niggaz set-trippin

Watch yo' back, it don't take a brainiac

We got a lot of homocidal maniacs in the streets

Sometimes life is terrible

Y'all say goodbye, niggaz say be careful

Back in the day they woulda killed yo' ass

For a reason, they might even keep you breathin

Fuck your whole world up, you can't get down

Broke livin on the streets and you can't skip town

But ain't no slow deaths in the triple-oh

If you fuckin up then you get to go

Somebody gon' hold you down

So you can't get up off that cold ground

Lights flashin, and you keep passin out

You know you fucked up with your bad-ass mouth

Once upon a time they woulda knocked you out

Maybe back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000

Anybody wanna do it like the old school?

Hella niggaz at the park with no shootin

Sunday afternoon, at the park

Niggaz leanin hella hard goin by in the car

Do the old school.. do the old school

I'm from the old school.. do the old school

Old school.. do the old school

I'm from the old school..

Yeah old school baby, BEOTCH!