Never Talk Down Lyrics - Gettin' It (album Number Ten) - Too $hort

f/ MC Breed, Rappin' 4-Tay 

(Rappin' 4-Tay) 

You see you never talk down on a player 

I spray a to break to your knees 

You best to say a prayer 

Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting gate 

Remember me and my nigga $hort Dog way back in '88 

Broke them bitches down with some sexual healing 

And man the town ain't been the same and dont fight the feeling 

But now you new boy 

Started off in this game on a accident 

Copied another nigga's style 

Punk don't let this rap shit get you broke off 

Cause see it's potent like that ain't right 

Find a maiden name for yourself but don't believe the hype 

Fool who you think I was the dope of your producer 

If it wasn't for them dogs and them hogs you wouldn't have a future 

Now let me add that I could never be scarier 

Rappin' fo' wanna raise off in that Bay Area 

Stickin' to dat ass like a hot bowl of grits 

Hits on top of hits who you think started this shit 

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Chorus: 

Never talk down on a playa 

Unless you ready to be straight layed where there's a hater 

Save a bitch in a minute for a nut 

Its the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, Nigga (X2) 

(Short Dog) 

It's going down right now 

California mackin at its best 

Somethin' for my niggas on the grind from the west 

Cali is my home but its just like yours 

Niggas love to get money while dey fuck dey whores 

Hit all the parties and do the same old shit 

Bitches gettin' broke cuz the game don't quit 

I had a flash back it was the Oakland Raiders at the Colliseum we ain't 

nuttin' but playas 

Diamonds glistenin' hoes whistlin' 

Bitches know my name cuz its a natural thing 

I had to bend da corna 

Really didnt bone her 

Punk yooz a gona 

Heard you was on a 

Stick up mission triple beam in da kitchen 

Never shot nobody but I'm damn sho' itchin' to blast you 

Cuz in your dream you shot me then you woke up and found out you can't stop me 

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Chorus (X2) 

Rappin 4': 

If buckin' 'em up fuckin' da mic be a crime 

Best believe da police got a APB out on mine 

Because I gots mo' disguises than that fool inspecta gadget 

I'm not a witch but crystal ball let me have it, Ahh 

I seen playa hatin' way back from da gate 

Now everybody wanna be a P-L-A-Y-A 

While life to you self play da role wasn't a simp 

Knowin' damn well your girl brought Shorty da pimp 

Becuz they smile in ya face 

And all da while dem motha fuckas wanna take ya place 

Short Dog: 

That's right funky from da old school 

Been doin' shows been comin' tight in studios 

Songs on da radio interviews and laughs 

Up at da mall signin' autographs 

And ain't nuttin' gonna change in '96 

Cuz this pimp gotta mack all the finest bitches 

And get paid from da game so they never talk down on a playas name 

Chorus (X2) 

(Rappin 4') 

Beeitch 

MC Breed: 

4-Tay, Short Dog, and Breed like dis check me out 

Memba dat runnin' back 

Sayin' breedas hatin' you 

Takin' you to anotha level nigga makin' you 

We got plenty of hoes in da back screamin' okay 

Who you fuckin' round wit, 4-Tay 

Ice like T out to get payed 

Short Dog bringin' hoes to da pimpery 

I faded off this? 

Niggas wanna play me but plenty of bitches pay me 

Over all I balls more and none test 

I keep a gun and I put two off in a nigga's chest 

And see coincide within the same heartbeat 

That's right I give a motha fucka five feet 

Furtha imformation, I get inta meditation 

I outta have yo ass shakin' 

I conclude my calculation is 

Chorus (X2)