Dope Fiend Beat Too $hort

Bitch!
Funky fresh from Oakland, California...
Dangerous Music and it don't stop to the beat, baby...

Bitches on my mind
I can't hold back, now's the time
All you loud-mouth bitches talk too much
And you dick teasing bitches never fuck
I seen a long-hair bitch, working extensions
Her hair ain't really but two inches
All you bald-head hoes in the Oakland world
Running 'round town with Jheri curls
Nappy head niggas like myself
Get a bald-head and say, "Go to hell!"
But you's a snake, you's a worm
You bald-head bitch, you need a perm
So much game when the homies tough
I make a bitch blow who never sucks
It really ain't a lie, but I just met her
Now I'm saying, "Bitch, suck better!"
Fuck you, stupid ho, tell me just what you know
I came to the party and turned it out
You said, "Ooh, he's got a dirty mouth!"
But, bitch, I kept talking shit
Mother fuck you, damn shit-head bitch
I want a blowjob and I'm not kidding
Work it in your mouth till your head starts spinning
I'm that nigga you'll answer to
If I say, "Bitch, jump!", that's what you'll do
I'm a fast talking con man blowing your mind
Breaking you and your cousin at the same time
With my dirty rap coming out my mouth
And you know damn well what I'm talking about
I'm the Too $hort, baby, way too cold
So mother fuck you, bitch, goddamn ass ho