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Too $hort - "This How We Eat"
Lyrics to This How We Eat : [Goldie Loc talking] Definition - gangsta, hustla, you know We make money, we eat, we feed Pay attention - (Beitch!!) *beat starts* Uhh, yeah, come on.. Uhh uhh, make some music.. Dogg House, you know.. $hort Dog peep game, come on Im ridin down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets No beer-belly fool, we get it all for eats Cocoa Puff the green leaf, cloud up We some gangstas makin money, never been a scrub Whattchu know about sellin dope... But the only thing you good for now, is droppin the soap Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too $hort, no doubt Tell em how we eat and what we all about, nigga [Too $hort] These hoes know whats up, niggaz been havin game O.G.s tell me real good, bitch Im the same Motherfucker make em feel good, ya know my name Bitch, if ya still could, youd do the same Made thirteen albums in a row Be like Too $hort baby and pimp a hoe Its so easy, if ya know how to get it Youll never be another broke-ass nigga [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, yall fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, yall fools eat Cheerios We got, top-notch hoes, yall fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, yall fools eat Cheerios [Tray Deee] Fuck a business suit, Im out to where we juice Push the Bentley coupe and spend endless loot Runnin game from the brain or the stainless steel Pushin Holts high-heels when we bang the field With the heat out, jack the whole hood with G-clout Invisible perimeters for niggaz to keep out You aint got to ask what the fuck what we bout Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can ease out [Goldie Loc] I used to be able to jump from the free-throw line and bang Now I bust and crush tracks, nothin really changed Except, twelve-inch scars on my body What I mean by that, I was hit by some hotties (nigga) Call somebody, Im layin in this motherfucker bloody It wasnt because of my shoes, clothes, or money I was at the wrong place at the wrong time Paramedics dont know, I was a victim of the crime [talking] Just keep gettin that money mayne Fuck them niggaz, yeah... this how we eat [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, yall fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, yall fools eat Cheerios (Check it out) [$hort] Dont be trick, you know these hoes so slick [$hort] Do yo thang and get rich [TrayD] Get wise, enterprise with the game ya got [TrayD] You could slang some rocks, but better change ya spot [$hort] Ask anybody; I stay paid [$hort] Most niggaz want pussy, tryna get laid [TrayD] Stayin soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe [TrayD] I break a bitch down then Im off with the dough [$hort] Im so hungry, I cant wait to eat [$hort] I ride brand new shit down the street [TrayD] Life is a game of chess, who plays the best [TrayD] is the last one thats laid to rest [$hort] I know you wanna eat good - it aint hard [$hort] to be a real ghetto superstar [TrayD] Focus is the key - if ya want it, it could be [TrayD] If ya know where ya goin from the moment you could see [TrayD] thats game [Chorus: Kokane] We got, top-notch hoes, yall fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, yall fools eat Cheerios We got, top-notch hoes, yall fools got crack-hoes We eatin sirloin steak, yall fools eat Cheerios [Big Tigger] Catch me headed out west, Impala drive And when they see balkin and be talkin bout (') Too $hort, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig Its on and poppin now, but we wattnt always this big Wanted a Benz and a Lotus (what') Whatever feels, sprayin Raid on the roaches I mean the whole damn scene was kinda hopless (whattchu mean') Came home to it, then we flipped the notice Now we big crib livin, Rockland and non-stop with hot women, cop drops with rims that dont stop spinnin (whoo!) And its just the beginnin (what') Cuz as long as the game strong we gon keep winnin Big Tigger, Too $hort, drops it so mean That lets us go get us a team of flatscreens Three cars, three cribs and three bikes When I drop this hot shit, Im gonna cop three plus three mics [talking] Yall niggaz better stop playin and get yo game tight Too $hort, Eastsidaz, Big Tig... oh boy Album number 13 nigga, yall better stop chasin the cat Chase that money, well unless you know The cat got money (please believe it) this how we eat nigga! Lets go, oh boy... [ This How We Eat Lyrics ]
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