Dont Fight The Intro — текст песни (Too Short)

Say, hoe...yeah! you...

Can I ask you a question?

Can you get in where you fit in, bitch?



Get mad if you want, I wont front

Cause I got a new tape and its full of bumps

So roll you raps over they all out-dated

Too $hort, baby, comin straight x-rated

Oakland funk is all on this tape

You heard seven get ready for eight

Thats right, bitch,

$hort said eight of them

Dont belive me?

Start countin while I name them

Dont stop rappin

Girl, thats your life

Talkin about smokin that glass-pipe

Players? was the wickedest

And thats the realler

But I still came hard on coke-dealers

Raw, uncut & x-rated? born to mack? life is...too $hort? is where I first went platinum

$hort dogs in the house? came next

And $horty the pimp? makes seven, bitch...



And it dont stop to the beat, baby...

Get in where you fit in, bitch!