Big Boys King T (Ft. Too $hort)

[Intro: King T & (Too $hort)]
Ay, $hort (What's up mayne?)
Ah nothin' man, just sittin' up here man
Drinkin' on this big Hennessy
What's happenin' with you?
(Over here smokin' on this big weed
And my big joint sittin' on 20's)
Yeah, yeah, if they can't hang with the big boys
They need to stay off the turf, you know what I'm sayin'?
(That's right, I feel the same way mayne
Put it down like this)

[Verse 1: King T]
Me and the players roll tight, sleep all day and play nights
Blowin' 20 G's with ease at big fights
Keepin' clamps on the crap table, I be runnin 'em
Man, I got problems but cash ain't one of 'em
I stomp out in trucks with humps that bump blocks
Flossin' in The Bay with $hort and big shot
Wonderin', what else could a nigga go buy
What other bitch could we toss up and get high
Niggas might lie but I'm a player by nature
Work a hoe quick for the paper
So haters feel the vapors, yeah take a hit from the bomb
(Chronic) I brought a whole pound, stay calm
(Bionic) East Oak-town and Comp-town
Fuck gettin' down, we vex, we been down
And fuck anyone who thought my shit was for punks
Like Richie Rich said, you don't want no funk