Too $hort — Long Time

[Intro: Too $hort] You in the mix with Too $hort [Verse 1: ALLBLACK] Attitude on too sheezy Sixteenth letter of the alphabet, I'm certified, believe me My campaign is so greezy, that alcohol was too easy Take off your hat before you greet me No hand outs, no freebies Can't afford to lose my life or go to jail, my people need me F.A.B. called me 6 AM, I just left the booth Said I ran plays on Salute Me and Pie 22 Told me let's work, I said what's good? I'm lacing up the boots Flight leave at six up to So Cal to get some game from Snoop It just hit me, I'm surrounded by panthers and lions Huey P. Newton's, Bobby Seale's, black kings, we timeless I don't tap out, I do not quit Yes I'm a dog but not the bitch Red nosed pit but I'm mixed ALLBLACK ready, I stand tall like a Great Dane in this bitch Don't do leashes, no leftovers, I ain't locked behind no fifth Pass a dog, give Rollo the keys so he can drive my whip It's a rager at Cal Berkley, got the addy, bitch it's lit I like to party with white crowds who play pony shit I mix brown and clear together, y'all ain't bent how I be bent Forgot to introduce myself, I'm your real daddy bitch E14 to Post Street, don't wear no suits and I don't limp Run all fades and I pull cards, I'm anti to simps Hibachi chicken over rice, I do not fuck with shrimp I'm from Oakland, ain't no fuckin' city like mine Marcus Peters in that booth, bitch it's game time Came back home, runnin' my city like I'm Marshawn Foothill boys, roll with the forty when I was on my grind It's BLACK [Chorus: Cash Click Boog] Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time A long time, a long time My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time Every time your bitch say she need alone time She with me, I'ma get some love me long time [Verse 2: Rockin Rolla] Poochie's son, everybody know my mama Catch a flight to the Bay, everybody 'bout that drama Can't swim in the bay, it's a school of piranhas Where them bands, it ain't a dollar in your wallet You ain't really from the Bay, what you know 'bout carryin' drama? Snatch my chain, it's a shootout Fuckin' right, I talk my shit and tell the truth Give a fuck about no rhyming I be trippin' out in public, I be trippin' when I'm private nigga, Rolla [Verse 3: Cash Click Boog] Yeah, I been said I'm the coolest in the city It's good where I step, everybody fuckin' with me from Ice City to Brookfield, my niggas is too real They shootin' that real steel, these niggas will kill Bill Posted on the corner 'cause we had to Long day at work, late nights bringing in the food Campus Village baby, Lower Bottom raised me I'll be damned if I let a nigga play me, bah [Chorus: Cash Click Boog] Nigga I been gettin' money for a long time It took all day to count them bands, that's a long time Nigga I been gettin' paid for a long time I ain't seen no rainy days in a long time A long time, a long time My diamonds shining but my Rollie say the wrong time Every time your bitch say she need alone time She with me, I'ma get some love me long time [Outro: Too $hort] Hella Disrespectful It's that Bay shit We in the mix This ain't the new Too $hort album It's the mixtape