Intro
*guy toking and coughing up*
[$hort] Freddy B!
[Fred B] Wuz up $hort?
[$hort] Ai, y'know they been waitin on this ol' school game
Let's bring that game back!
[Fred B] Like game one thru five?
[$hort] Yeah n****, just like we use to do it!
[Fred B] Well check this out
Game! Is the s***
Like what? A rat-haired b****
Verse 1: Old School Freddy B
I was sittin at my home, all alone
Thinkin 'bout b****** I use to bone
Tight young b******, I can't deny
Rat-haired b******, I can't lie
The b**** had body is all I know
Only 18 but looked twenty-fo'
Her name was b****, class of '92
Skyline High and the s*** was cool
Took her to my house, Moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged the phone
The b**** said "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I will do"
I dropped my drawers, d*** all swoll
She couldn't believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the b**** like a ATM
G'd the b**** like the one and only
Bust two nuts and called her phony
She couldn't believe what I said
The next thing you know she was on my head
Suckin the d*** like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired b**** make me c**
Freddy B that's the name
Rat-haired b******, I got game
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] That's the s***
[$hort] Like what? (Like what?)
[Fred B] A nasty b****
Verse 2: Short Dawg
I like to f*** a nasty b****
Witta big fat a** and s***
First lay, d*** gettin sucked
b**** don't give a f***
Cos real players run that game
When I f*** that b**** she won't be the same
Cos when Short Dawg run up in it
f*** a b**** for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, straight to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin a joint
Stop f*****, still smokin
Lay my d*** on her lips, say "Open!"
Ain't nuttin like a nasty b****
Acting all fast and s***
b**** just love to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin in work
Feelin on her a** at the bar
Let's get a room, girl it ain't too far
On the way, y'know what happened?
She sucked my d*** while I was rappin
I just couldn't resist
I couldn't hold back, I said "BEEYATCH!"
[Fred B] Game!
[$hort] All I do is stack
[Fred B] Like what?
[$hort] A m*********** mack!
Verse 3: Old School Freddy B
My Copue DeVille is all white
Yes b****, it's hella tight
Crush blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce tp the spot, check my c***
Wash, wax, straight on fat
The bass on heat everytime I ride
A long haired b**** on the passenger side
Mackin on the cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's strong
Fred Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a b**** don't sleep
A m*********** mack that's what I am
Taxin a b**** like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the pimp
16 G's put the b**** in
No ordinary game, just give it and take
East Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the b****, the money was short
Macked on the b**** and now she knows
Fred Benz baby, the game is fat
Ask these b******, I'm a mack
[$hort] Game!
[Fred B] Is like ridin vogues
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Breakin hos
Verse 4: Short Dawg
Breakin hos day and night
They call me Shorty The Pimp, my game is tight
I never do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma mack
So b**** break yourself
I'm an Oaktown n****, I'll take your wealth
Cos that's what I was raised to do
Break these b******, get payed fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any b**** I get, you can't take her
Cos the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin ya true
So won't you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my hand
While I break you b******
Tell a story 'bout ridin with b******
'Bout these pimp a** n***** from The O
We know just what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get paid
You need a pimp, b**** give me a call
I drop the top in my El Dawg
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] It's the s***
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Like a b****
Outro
[Fred B] Ai, Short Dawg?
[$hort] Wuz up Fred?
[Fred B] I ain't smokin no more dank wit no more b******
[$hort] Hell naw n****
b**** wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20
KnowhutI'msayin?
[Fred B] If the b**** wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
[$hort] She gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he hah
[Fred B] And my n**** PO too!
[$hort] Hey, y'know what? Freddy B.....
[Fred B] What's that baby?
[$hort] And Too $hort. We go way back man!
1981, Freemont High School
We the two n***** who invented the word 'BEEYATCH!'
[Fred B] BEEYATCH!
[$hort] Hey wait wait wait. BEEYATCH!
*guy toking and coughing up*
[$hort] Freddy B!
[Fred B] Wuz up $hort?
[$hort] Ai, y'know they been waitin on this ol' school game
Let's bring that game back!
[Fred B] Like game one thru five?
[$hort] Yeah n****, just like we use to do it!
[Fred B] Well check this out
Game! Is the s***
Like what? A rat-haired b****
Verse 1: Old School Freddy B
I was sittin at my home, all alone
Thinkin 'bout b****** I use to bone
Tight young b******, I can't deny
Rat-haired b******, I can't lie
The b**** had body is all I know
Only 18 but looked twenty-fo'
Her name was b****, class of '92
Skyline High and the s*** was cool
Took her to my house, Moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged the phone
The b**** said "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I will do"
I dropped my drawers, d*** all swoll
She couldn't believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the b**** like a ATM
G'd the b**** like the one and only
Bust two nuts and called her phony
She couldn't believe what I said
The next thing you know she was on my head
Suckin the d*** like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired b**** make me c**
Freddy B that's the name
Rat-haired b******, I got game
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] That's the s***
[$hort] Like what? (Like what?)
[Fred B] A nasty b****
Verse 2: Short Dawg
I like to f*** a nasty b****
Witta big fat a** and s***
First lay, d*** gettin sucked
b**** don't give a f***
Cos real players run that game
When I f*** that b**** she won't be the same
Cos when Short Dawg run up in it
f*** a b**** for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, straight to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin a joint
Stop f*****, still smokin
Lay my d*** on her lips, say "Open!"
Ain't nuttin like a nasty b****
Acting all fast and s***
b**** just love to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin in work
Feelin on her a** at the bar
Let's get a room, girl it ain't too far
On the way, y'know what happened?
She sucked my d*** while I was rappin
I just couldn't resist
I couldn't hold back, I said "BEEYATCH!"
[Fred B] Game!
[$hort] All I do is stack
[Fred B] Like what?
[$hort] A m*********** mack!
Verse 3: Old School Freddy B
My Copue DeVille is all white
Yes b****, it's hella tight
Crush blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce tp the spot, check my c***
Wash, wax, straight on fat
The bass on heat everytime I ride
A long haired b**** on the passenger side
Mackin on the cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's strong
Fred Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a b**** don't sleep
A m*********** mack that's what I am
Taxin a b**** like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the pimp
16 G's put the b**** in
No ordinary game, just give it and take
East Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the b****, the money was short
Macked on the b**** and now she knows
Fred Benz baby, the game is fat
Ask these b******, I'm a mack
[$hort] Game!
[Fred B] Is like ridin vogues
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Breakin hos
Verse 4: Short Dawg
Breakin hos day and night
They call me Shorty The Pimp, my game is tight
I never do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma mack
So b**** break yourself
I'm an Oaktown n****, I'll take your wealth
Cos that's what I was raised to do
Break these b******, get payed fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any b**** I get, you can't take her
Cos the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin ya true
So won't you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my hand
While I break you b******
Tell a story 'bout ridin with b******
'Bout these pimp a** n***** from The O
We know just what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get paid
You need a pimp, b**** give me a call
I drop the top in my El Dawg
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] It's the s***
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Like a b****
Outro
[Fred B] Ai, Short Dawg?
[$hort] Wuz up Fred?
[Fred B] I ain't smokin no more dank wit no more b******
[$hort] Hell naw n****
b**** wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20
KnowhutI'msayin?
[Fred B] If the b**** wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
[$hort] She gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he hah
[Fred B] And my n**** PO too!
[$hort] Hey, y'know what? Freddy B.....
[Fred B] What's that baby?
[$hort] And Too $hort. We go way back man!
1981, Freemont High School
We the two n***** who invented the word 'BEEYATCH!'
[Fred B] BEEYATCH!
[$hort] Hey wait wait wait. BEEYATCH!