Out of Range Mac Dre (Ft. Mac Mall & Too $hort)

[Chorus: Too $hort]
I'm out of range, bitch, so don't page me
(Nothing but love for the money)
Get this, get this money on, don't phase me
(Nothing can come between us)
Get, get this money, get, get this money on
I'm out of range, bitch, so don't page me
Miss me with the jealousy, it don't phase me
(Nothing but love for the, nothing but love for the money)
Get, get, get, get this money on, get, get this money on

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
I'm with this Oakland niggas in the house, that's how wе roll
Got nothin' but love for the Valley Jo
Thirty cars on thе freeway, speedin' to a rap show
We off the heezy, somebody slapped the ho
She came back with some thugs who found out
Put the O with the V, we gon' tear up downtown
Tryna take up for that ho, now you layin' on the flo'
Asking what for - nigga, you ain't know?
We was 200 deep headed back to the Bay
Independent record companies way back in the day
Selling tapes out the trunk, nothing but the funk
How you gon' be in this game and be a punk?
You could grow, fuckin' with these cutthroats
Can't get a dime for the rhymes you wrote
Complain about your lifestyle, hate me for mine
Beggin' with a sign, you want food for your rhymes