Artist: Too $hort
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Album: Players
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Song: Wild Wild West
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[$hort]
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Once upon a time there lived a man
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In a place that's known as East Oakland
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He can rap to the beat like all the rest
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So rough hanging tough in the wild wild west
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With his gansta waves and gangsta hoods
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He made friends with dealers and crooks
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And when the party was on you knew he had come
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It is like Gladis Knight and its five oh ones
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Walking right up to the dj man
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And give another emcee's rap
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Cuz they knew about him and his gangsta rap
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The fact they just couldn't manage that
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He was known around to be the best
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So rough hanging tough in the wild wild west
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In a land where whips will watch the car
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Tell you everything and they still want more
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Where live is only give and take
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In a land where the strong control the fake
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He was known around for all the time
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Everybody went wild when he said his rhyme
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Said his manly man would come out
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With his gangsta ride his turn back side
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Out like Jessie Jackson in a land
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Where game that controls the lane
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Yes the wild wild west that's the place
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Suckers take a bite and don't even taste
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The California lifestyle that I live
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When the sun rolls out every chance it get
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The wild wild west that's where you see
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Emcee rappers make you look like wheat
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Cuz you would never hang in the wild wild west
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Without you hoopsta in the wild wild west
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You can get down but I don't know where
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You come out here you better act scare
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Cuz we don't play don't come my way
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When you sudden didn't fight you will say
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Front me cuz you'll front yourself
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I'll leave you standing there mad as that
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You can rap your best that's what you do
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You just can't hang and you know its true
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Like a homeboy said its one two three
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West coast raps to the beat
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You got have a lot of game to spit that rap
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I wanna put a little game to her just like that
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Too $hort I thought you knew
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You can't count three and then skip two
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It just won't work but you might high
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You the emcee from seventy five
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Girls G.I.R.L.S. so fresh
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Emcee rap through the wild wild west
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Taking you the weed cuz we don't play
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Sucker emcee's do you hear me say
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Front me... front me...
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Once upon a time there lived a man
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In a place that's known as East Oakland
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He can rap to the beat like all the rest
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So rough hang tough in the wild wild west
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With his non stop rapping and his west coast style
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He had the whole dang party just going wild
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Singing rhymes all time banging back
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Turning eight out with the west coast rap
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That's when the sucker emcee all came to be
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Nothing but everyday sucker emcee's
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They were all his friends all his fans
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Walk right up and make his man
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And you always knew everytime
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Sucker emcee's wish they could rhyme
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Just like pimp but what's the fact
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The fact they just couldn't get with that
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They were all frustrated all mapped out
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Didn't even know what to rap about
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Homeboy do you agree
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And not worth kicking like a sucker emcee
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Cuz much talk fresh and all them mad
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Sucker emcee's couldn't make him mad
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With a rap like his a rap like that
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Now its time for a sucker to rap
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The sucker emcee would just wait his turn
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Sucker emcee's don't want to get burned
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What emcee do you play
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He had the sucker emcee's all running away
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Didn't want none you couldn't get them back
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They never could deal with a real big mack
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One emcee was the best
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So rough and tough in the wild wild west
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There was one emcee who knew the tip
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And the sucker emcees don't even trip
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So tell it to the world it's not to wise
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Cuz you are an emcee from seventy five
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Girls G.I.R.L.S. so fresh
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Emcee rap through the wild wild west
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Taking you the weed cuz we don't play
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Sucker emcee's do you hear me say
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Front me... front me...
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Once upon a time there lived a man
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In a place that's known as East Oakland
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He can rap to the beat like all the rest
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So rough hanging tough in the wild wild west
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Just a true emcee didn't cash the checks
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Singing that's like this or raded that
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Making a champ with a heavy weight rap
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No emcee could walk like that
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To a point that paid again and again |