Funky fresh on the mutha*****in microphone

And it don't stop

To the beat baby

Oakland california is in the house

I tell you nobody does it better than too hort

I got so many raps I know you can't have more

Cause I grew up on the mic I spent my whole life

Writin raps late at night

And I never would make no fake lps

Sucker mcs don't make no gs

They make weak weak raps and need to quit

22 songs and only 3 on hit

Frontin on me like you want some

Better sell a million records go platinum

Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a one rap rapper

You wanna get with me you gotta climb that ladder

But you ain't nothin but a joke

Rappers make money tell me why are you broke

We get paid like a mutha*****a and we get

A brand new house full of brand new s**t

A brand new car in my brand new driveway

I always keep the top down on the highway

Too hort baby known everywhere

Had a life long dream to be a player

Way too cold at a younger age

It was everyday just make that pay

12 years later still in the game

And you never talk down on a players name

Cause I'm

Too hort too hort

You see I'm fresh like always with funky beats

I say whats up to the brothers on 10th street

Its goin down in the oakland town

Home of the infamous too hort sound

So keep your jealous a*s thoughts in your diary

And if you're lookin for a leader you can hire me

And if your so called boss don't pay

The only thing you need to say

Is I quit I'm through with you

Pack up your raps and join the dangerous crew

We got mo beats than the average joe

And a 24 track studio

So forget what you heard and well see its on

Oakland california can't leave me alone

Cause I'm the most rappin most rhymin

Sold my drop top but I'm still high sidin

I'm

Too hort too hort

Now that I've established my career

I wanna help some other brothers out here

Hook em up and let em make some dough

Flip benzes and turn out shows

Cause oakland got talent fool

Mcs in elementary school

Not to mention musicians and singers

And shorty b with his magical fingers

We get funky like skunk w**d

Light it up hit it and get keed

This d**efiend beat will get you high

If it don't go gold too soon I'll cry

If the bass ain't deep somethins wrong

It must not be a real too hort song

Cause the first thing I do when I make my tape

Is drop a few kicks from my 808

And when my tapes hit the store they sell so quick

You can tell by my big fat royalty check

Its just a dangerous thing when I'm on the mic

And the local police don't even like

The way we hit your town its so funny

Its all about makin big money

So before I go you should remember this

Mutha*****you d**n s**thead *****

Cause I'm

Too hort too hort