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[ Goldy ] Why do you imitate us?[ $hort ] Man, what`s really goin on?[ Goldy ] Tired of all you bustas imitatin the Oakland shit[ $hort ] Tryin to tell you Spittin that Oakland slang and that Oakland game in y`all raps Really though[ VERSE 1: Goldy ]The game is sold, not told, stop holdin your hand out and wantin a freebeeI`m from Oakland, you can never be me, so stop ridin my dick and makin it greasyEasy to take what`s Oakland`s, you klepto, you stepped thoughWhen we asked your ass who started that `bitch` word sayin from the get-go(Biaatch) In 1982 I heard it from Too $hortMoms and pops said, "Turn it off", but you stuck and said, "Fuck rap from New York"Cause your dick got hard, but you ain`t seen a pussy or been in oneListen to $hort, be ready to mack some bitches when it`s doneIt`s some of that mackish Oakland street shit, `bitch` wasn`t no secretBut it got famous when we said it when that beat hitWhen $hort dropped, niggas rappin now was infantsWe taught you the pimp-player-mack game cause you didn`t know the differenceYou took the game and twist it, bent it out of shapePayin a bitch, givin her free dick, savin, just without a capeMark, afraid they call your woman a bitch and put that bitch in her placeKeepin her payin you cash and put your dick in her faceBrims, perms, Caddy`s with the 5th wheelWe told you some of the game you ran, wouldn`t, couldn`t sit stillSo now it`s time to take back what you stole, and make you foldBitch, because the game is sold, not told[ $hort ] Spit that shit, nigga Oaktown in the house It`s still goin on[ VERSE 2: Too $hort ]Now take my bitch, she won`t complain about shit, cause she`s my hoeSo let the game out-slick and hit a high noteAnd then scream out `bitch!` and let em all know you love Too $hort, biatchNow everybody wanna pimp, mack hats on a simp, niggas frontin on a pimpI`m from Oakland, California where _The Mack_ was madeGrab a pen, start pimpin, like that, you`re paidBut your game is shallow, not pimpin, you a car thiefWorse than a fake gangster rap to a hard beatI tell it like it is, not sittin at the house thinkin music bizI got love for the pimp game, niggas stop dissinDaddy`s in the house, and when you hear, pops listenNext time you start mackin in a studio sessionI got to charge his punk ass for lessonsCause he wanna be $hort Dog so damn bad, y`allBitin on my dick tryin to show that ass offWorkin that image just like meBut the game is sold, it don`t come for freeAnd I won`t say "please" when I collect my feesBow down, little nigga, drop to your kneesAnd recognize the original pimps on the micToo $hort, Blowfly and Dolemite[ $hort ] Sho` ain`t you, little nigga[ Goldy ] Yeah, sho` the fuck ain`t you busta-ass imitatin-ass niggas Recognize who started this shit Let me ask you marks some questions Check it out Where`d you get yo funk from? Muthafucka got it from Oakland, California, niggas Where`d you get yo game from?[ $hort ] Eastside, Westside, Northside[ VERSE 3: Goldy ]Watchin the muthafuckin _Mack_ starrin Goldie, Frank Ward and Pretty TonyAll about that real Oakland mack shit, busters, not no phoneyDressin up like the old days, the player`s ball ain`t HalloweenWe give one in Oakland every year, stay home and keep your collar cleanCause you`re not like a player, more like a shade-tree, better yet a rest havenTuck your dick in your ass and watch your chest cave inWhere I`m from niggas be mackin hoes for bread and waterMackin they wife, cause stackin is life and times is gettin harderAll of a sudden you don`t knowThat $hort said never love a bitch or a hoe?Mark, so recognize that you learned it from the legendary Too $hortYou stole that image and stole that game, we claim that shit that you wroteThe slow beat, fat bass, and funky basslineWith a name like Mike Dog get bit from $hort Dog, I know it taste fineLike givin a fool a ounce of coke, keepin his ass from goin brokeWhen he get rich don`t give you shit, you saw him, but he never spokeWhat? What part of the game is that?We gave you the sack and gave you the game to run itWithout this Oakland game you wouldn`ta done itYou midget rat bastard, you should be blasted for the dicks you rodeTo get the game, cause it`s sold, not told

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