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Too Short - Tell The Feds Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • And it dont stop to the beat, baby
  • Funky fresh on the microphone
  • One time for your mind, beeyatch (beeyatch)
  • Short doggs in the mother*****in house
  • Doin what we always do, a stack
  • (gettin money) gettin money (gettin money)
  • Chorus: too $hort, (slink capone)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (***** a secret indictment, all I do is write shit)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (you got the wrong rappers, nigga you better tell em!!)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (tell em short, tell em!!!)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (ooooohhhhh!!!!!)
  • Verse one:
  • You broke the law, and you got caught
  • Got a good lawyer, case is bein fought
  • Life is full of choices, make em at the crossroads
  • If you had five, you already lost four
  • Straight apprehended, handcuffed and cant stand it
  • Dont wanna go to jail but you was caught redhanded
  • A felony, strike number two
  • Federal agents like, what you wanna do?
  • Make a choice, so you start to think back
  • Short dogg was a nigga that always rapped
  • Half my life ago, didnt sell no dope
  • I sold dope fiend music for your stereo
  • Sittin at the crossroads in 84
  • I knew hella mother*****ers that was slangin coke
  • Use to tell my homeboys, front me a sack
  • Postin me at the dopehouse dumpin the crack
  • My niggas wouldnt do it, I love em for that
  • Cos now I still rap and get paid to gat
  • Since 87, thats how the shit comes
  • We made two hundred thousand in six months
  • Sellin tapes not cakes, cheques kept comin
  • ***** buyin *? boats? *, niggas makin hundreds
  • Legit, you think Im stupid, *****
  • I bought a studio so I can do this shit
  • Chorus: too $hort, (slink capone)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (you got it twisted, bridget
  • Why pressin charges when Im depressin hard and shit)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (run tell em, tell em short, tell em)
  • Verse two:
  • I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit
  • I never sold *? company due? *, I cant knock it
  • Cos the inner city public school system is *****ed
  • Go to class all day, you aint gettin enough
  • So at 3:15 its time to put in work
  • Buy you some dope and go hit the turf
  • Aint no scholarship, no rap contract
  • But a nigga get paid sellin hop and crack
  • I got lucky, its not a get-rich scheme
  • Ive been sellin rap tapes since I was 15
  • I told the oakland police, too many times
  • I make a lot of money doin pimp rhymes
  • I never sell drugs to jeopardise my freedom
  • You never could make me realise I need em
  • I went from hundreds, to hundreds to thousands, to millions
  • I know what police want, I feel em
  • Im always ballin right there in the hype
  • Instantly, dope dealer stereotype
  • But shit is serious, I know I never sold drugs
  • So why these mother*****ers tryin ta roll me up?
  • And smoke me, why? no one knows
  • The only thing I did wrong was ***** all ya hoes
  • I dont smoke coke blunts and sho dont sell em
  • Call the fbi, somebody please tell em
  • Chorus: too $hort, (slink capone)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (all you mother*****ers is lookin at us rock jewelery and shit
  • Thats all you are)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (somebody better tell em we got receipts)
  • Verse three:
  • Rap is brand new, not long ago
  • Made a billion dollars last year round the globe
  • Now all the little kids cant let it go
  • To the new millenium with a brand new flow
  • Too $hort baby straight from the o
  • If youre like me, youre tryin ta make some doe
  • Roll to the spot and try ta break a hoe
  • Pimp her real hard and then take it slow
  • When I rap to a *****, Im a pro
  • I spit this game like never befo
  • Grab the microphone and always rock the show
  • Then I grab me a freak, tell her keep it on the low
  • If I take her to my house she wont say no
  • I burn rubber with the ***** in my fo-fifty-fo
  • California niggas drop the top and roll
  • Stare up at the mountains, wont see no snow
  • I go coast to coast smokin indo
  • If my ***** actin up, I ***** her friend so
  • Dont investigate me for sellin dope
  • If you see me rollin clean thru the ghetto
  • Im probably on my way to the studio
  • Probably playin somethin loud on the stereo
  • Short dogg, dont forget the funk motto:
  • free your mind and your ass will follow
  • Chorus: too $hort, (slink capone)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (were up yall in this mother*****in holdin tank for hidin snitch ass
  • Niggas)
  • Tell the feds we aint runnin no coke factory
  • (nigga, I was promoted a tour of kentucky nigga, and d.c.)
  • Outro: slink capone
  • Pop this shit, be outta state, niggas is hella fake
  • Moms aint mess with the mother*****in phone
  • My girl, shes *****in up, God damn!
  • Nigga you better stop all that mother*****in snitchin
  • Tell them mother*****ers we aint runnin no mother*****in coke factory
  • Tell em, tell em!! tell em!!!
  • You better tell em!!!!
  • Let em know, tell em!!!!

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