Текст песни Too $hort - Tell the Feds, слова песни Too $hort

Текст песни Too $hort - Tell the Feds

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Intro:And it don`t stop to the beat, babyFunky Fresh on the microphoneOne time for your mind, beeyatch (Beeyatch)Short Dogg`s in the motherfuckin housedoin what we always do, a stack(Gettin money) Gettin money (Gettin money)Chorus: Too $hort, (Slink Capone)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(Fuck a secret indictment, all I do is write shit)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(You got the wrong rappers, nigga you better tell em!!)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(Tell em Short, tell em!!!)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(OOOOOHHHHH!!!!!)Verse One:You broke the law, and you got caughtGot a good lawyer, case is bein foughtLife is full of choices, make em at the crossroadsIf you had five, you already lost fourStraight apprehended, handcuffed and can`t stand itDon`t wanna go to jail but you was caught redhandedA felony, strike number twoFederal Agents like, "What you wanna do?"Make a choice, so you start to think backShort Dogg was a nigga that always rappedHalf my life ago, didn`t sell no dopeI sold dope fiend music for your stereoSittin at the crossroads in `84I knew hella motherfuckers that was slangin cokeUse to tell my homeboys, front me a sackPostin me at the dopehouse dumpin the crackMy niggas wouldn`t do it, I love em for thatcos now I still rap and get paid to gatSince `87, that`s how the shit comesWe made two hundred thousand in six monthsSellin tapes not cakes, cheques kept cominFuck buyin *?boats?*, niggas makin hundredsLegit, you think I`m stupid, bitchI bought a studio so I can do this shitChorus: Too $hort, (Slink Capone)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(You got it twisted, Bridget Why pressin charges when I`m depressin hard and shit)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(Run tell em, tell em Short, tell em)Verse Two:I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profitI never sold *?company due?*, I can`t knock itcos the inner city public school system is fuckedGo to class all day, you ain`t gettin enoughSo at 3:15 it`s time to put in workBuy you some dope and go hit the turfAin`t no scholarship, no rap contractbut a nigga get paid sellin hop and crackI got lucky, it`s not a get-rich schemeI`ve been sellin rap tapes since I was 15I told the Oakland police, too many timesI make a lot of money doin pimp rhymesI never sell drugs to jeopardise my freedomYou never could make me realise I need emI went from hundreds, to hundreds to thousands, to millionsI know what police want, I feel emI`m always ballin right there in the hypeInstantly, dope dealer stereotypebut shit is serious, I know I never sold drugsso why these motherfuckers tryin ta roll me up?And smoke me, why? No one knowsThe only thing I did wrong was fuck all ya hoesI don`t smoke coke blunts and sho` don`t sell emCall the FBI, somebody please tell emChorus: Too $hort, (Slink Capone)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(All you motherfuckers is lookin at us rock jewelery and shit That`s all you are)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(Somebody better tell em we got receipts)Verse Three:Rap is brand new, not long agoMade a billion dollars last year round the globeNow all the little kids can`t let it goto the new millenium with a brand new flowToo $hort baby straight from the OIf you`re like me, you`re tryin ta make some doeRoll to the spot and try ta break a hoePimp her real hard and then take it slowWhen I rap to a bitch, I`m a proI spit this game like never befo`Grab the microphone and always rock the showthen I grab me a freak, tell her "Keep it on the low"If I take her to my house she won`t say noI burn rubber with the bitch in my fo`-fifty-fo`California niggas drop the top and rollStare up at the mountains, won`t see no snowI go coast to coast smokin indoIf my bitch actin up, I fuck her friend sodon`t investigate me for sellin dopeIf you see me rollin clean thru the ghettoI`m probably on my way to the studioProbably playin somethin loud on the stereoShort Dogg, don`t forget the funk motto:`Free your mind and your ass will follow`Chorus: Too $hort, (Slink Capone)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(We`re up y`all in this motherfuckin holdin tank for hidin snitch assniggas)Tell the Feds we ain`t runnin no coke factory(Nigga, I was promoted a tour of Kentucky nigga, and D.C.)Outro: Slink CaponePop this shit, be outta state, niggas is hella fakeMoms ain`t mess with the motherfuckin phoneMy girl, she`s fuckin up, god damn!Nigga you better stop all that motherfuckin snitchinTell them motherfuckers we ain`t runnin no motherfuckin coke factoryTell em, tell em!! TELL EM!!!YOU BETTER TELL EM!!!!Let em know, TELL EM!!!!

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