Too $hort (too Short) - Old Fashioned Way lyrics

What you rhyme, mayne? You always spend G's How much cash you got that you can lend me? Think I'll pay you back, think you flossin' hard When you ridin' down the strip in yo' boss's car? With your silver chain on and your fake diamonds Can't do it right but you stay tryin' You got big dreams, to hit a lick quick And buy a brand new house but you ain't get sh** Wouldn't even know what to do if you had bread How to be a baller, can you pa** the test? There's more than one way to hit the top Trunk full of dope n***a don't get stopped Take it to the house and bag it up Make that money and stack it up Or spend it all in one place, what you want from me? I can't tell you how to run yo' company And don't start b**hin' 'bout Too Short What the f** I wanna listen to you fo'? Look at you, you ain't all that successful Them plates ain't made out of Cristal You just regular, plain ol' frontin' You come from nowhere and you don't claim nuttin' Stop bein' phony, actin' hella hard Girl at the mall, maxin' your credit card Answer your cell phone, now you smilin' Talk to your girl, man it's been a while Since she left to go shoppin', girl where you at? She out havin' lunch with a player mack I'm in the background, don't trip partner Just munchin' on the lunch that your b**h bought me She don't love you, she just used to you Got your mom and them wonderin' what she do to you I don't pay hoes, I turn 'em I teach hoes, you learn 'em How we get them hoes, don't concern 'em The old fashioned way, we earn 'em I been in the game, I did it I'm true to the game, I'm so committed I got a lot of hoe money, where you get it? The old fashioned way, I just spit it I'm pimpish, I never let hoes pimp me I let one b**h get me, and instantly She dipped to Mexico, I'm a get you hoe I'm a find you and check you like a physical I'm not a doctor but I cut a b**h open With this game have her broken never quit hoein' A bad habit, I picked up along the way Break a b**h and make a new song every day I do my own thing, I'm original I was born to mack when I came in the do' Just so you know, I got the game from the East Lake Merit to Sobranny in them East Oakland streets Took my game on the road, became a millionaire Tell the world get ready for a real player And so it happened, I grabbed the mic and start rappin' Make that money keep stackin' I made a new album, fourteen times Hoes screamin' out Too Short keep rhymin' I got rich screamin' b**h, my favorite word I hear it on everybody sh** And when they say it like me, I couldn't want mo' Send a special thanks out to yo' Uncle Short Do yo' thang nephew, y'know I'm down witcha Stay strapped, watch yo' back, don't let the town getcha And when you get mad, try to use your brain Get some street etiquette, don't abuse the game You know us real ones, you know we never bite When these hoes start sh** you know we never fight 'Cause I'd be layin' on the ground feelin' real silly All I did was f** his b**h, that n***a still k**ed me And even though I know a s**er spent all his cash Just so he could f** and try to get some a** I don't pay hoes, I turn 'em I teach hoes, you learn 'em How we get them hoes, don't concern 'em The old fashioned way, we earn 'em I been in the game, I did it I'm true to the game, I'm so committed I got a lot of hoe money, where you get it? The old fashioned way, I just spit it