Recognize Game
Too $hort Lyrics


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Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).
With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.
(Peep game fool).
Ant Banks at the crack house
Ha ha ha better recognize game when it's in your face bitch).

It's obvious mad cash got me gassed
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by silence gun shots
Map the area I wanted to cut the fuckin' cops a deal
If they don't kneel, They get peeled
Bitches recognize I never have no drama with death
Bustas always try I leavin' 'em gagging spittin' up flem
Take a pen make a mil and if this shit don't sell
I still got the street powder back to flippin' flower
South Central nigga what?
The representer, damn your girl seen me comin' and ran
Young enough to be my daughter
My posse use to flip her like a quarter
To state to my man for man slaughter
Caught her in the stairway took her out the fairway
Trunked the punk bitch (That's fair play)

[Chorus]
You've got the gangstas that I have tangled baby
Bitch recognize game when it's in your face
"Well alright y'all" "ha ha ha"

You think the town rid of Short?
You must be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don't faze me
I could make a phone call and just like that
A bunch of niggas from Oakland all on your back
I've never been a shot caller just a nigga in a crew
They call me Too Short but I'm still bigger than you bitch
I been around you can take a turn but don't get burned
I've seen the tables turn
Marks turn into killers rich niggas go broke
Use to be a want to but now I'm old school Short
In the game never had the stacks since age 14
I been spittin' these raps soakin' up the game up
And even when I came up I fucked with same folks
Still did the same stuff
Bitch Short Dawgs in the house
I know you want my dick 'cause it's all in your mouth

[Chorus]

Picture the game as a quarter toss it up in the air (uh ha)
Heads or tails win or lose broke niggas are players
Heads or tails win or lose broke niggas are players
Say what up to the S.P. crooked I.C.E.
Ra rolling with the strap on the side of me
Partna' don't get it twisted up I got hollow tips extended clips
Major chips lookin' at Eclipse jacuzzi dips
Niggas step back I don't know you
Don't get to close to me
Some niggas ain't really the motherfucker they suppose to be
Cloud killers don't aim until you shoot in the air
Better put it down and brake some hoes off like a true player
Phoney as three dollar bills niggas ain't recognizin'
Fell in the relapse besides I'm a trauma a nigga
Look in the eyes and when you see me I be hardcore
What the fuck a real nigga gotta lie to kick it for?
I'm tired of these bubblegum ass niggas
Throwin' monkey wrenches into the game
And all the players and pimps feel my pain
Hustlers maintainin' riches and keepin' presidentials
Not artificial with fishin' niggas know I'm packin' missles
Get me two Bentleys some houses Johnson jet skis
Ballin' till I die nigga don't fuck with S.P.I.





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song Recognize Game by Too Short is a classic gangsta rap song that talks about the rap game and the streets. It starts with a boastful introduction by Spice 1 and Too Short, bragging about their status as OG rappers and their connection to the game. The lyrics then describe the life of a successful drug dealer and a rapper, who has made millions of dollars and has become a target for his enemies. Too Short talks about the struggle and the danger that comes with living a life of crime and the importance of being aware of the people around you. The chorus "Bitch, recognize game when it's in your face" is a warning to those who do not pay attention.


The second verse talks about Too Short's career in the rap game and his longevity. He remembers the beginning of his career and the people he started with. He has seen the ups and the downs, but he has always stayed true to his style and his roots. Too Short takes pride in being a part of the game and a part of the culture that he helped to create. He also disses his haters and warns them that he still has power and influence in the industry. The last verse is a collaboration with other gangsta rappers, including S.P.I. and Ra. They all share their own stories and their own perspectives on the game, showing the diversity and the unity of the community.


Line by Line Meaning

Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse
Spice 1 is here, and everything is good


(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).
Too $hort is here too


With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.
The L.A. Players are here, ready to play the game


(Peep game fool).
Pay attention and learn something


Ant Banks at the crack house
Ant Banks is at the spot where the crack is sold


Ha ha ha better recognize game when it's in your face bitch).
Laughing at those who don't recognize the game when it's right in front of them


It's obvious mad cash got me gassed
Too $hort has a lot of money and feels good about it


Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
Too $hort is living the high life, buying expensive cars and enjoying the view


"Never lose" my motto since birth
Too $hort's motto is to never lose from birth


Double up knots and crack spots
Making twice the money at spots where crack is sold


Snitches lead out by silence gun shots
Snitches are killed with no one talking about it


Map the area I wanted to cut the fuckin' cops a deal
Trying to bribe the police in a certain area to look the other way


If they don't kneel, They get peeled
If the cops don't take the deal, they will be killed too


Bitches recognize I never have no drama with death
Women know that Too $hort doesn't play games with life and death


Bustas always try I leavin' 'em gagging spittin' up flem
Enemies always try to bring Too $hort down, but fail miserably


Take a pen make a mil and if this shit don't sell
Making a million dollars from writing, even if the music doesn't sell


I still got the street powder back to flippin' flower
Going back to selling less profitable drugs if the music doesn't sell


South Central nigga what?
Asking what's good in South Central


The representer, damn your girl seen me comin' and ran
Too $hort is representing his area and women are afraid of him


Young enough to be my daughter
Referring to a younger woman


My posse use to flip her like a quarter
His crew used to have sex with her


To state to my man for man slaughter
Referring to murdering someone for his homie


Caught her in the stairway took her out the fairway
Having sex with her in the stairway and then leaving the area


Trunked the punk bitch (That's fair play)
Putting the woman in the trunk of the car is just part of the game


[Chorus]
Repeating the hook


You've got the gangstas that I have tangled baby
Too $hort is involved with gangsters


Bitch recognize game when it's in your face
Women should recognize the game when it's right in front of them


"Well alright y'all" "ha ha ha"
Repeating the intro again


You think the town rid of Short?
Asking if people really think he's gone from the game


You must be crazy, that silly shit you talkin' just don't faze me
Not caring about people who don't take him seriously


I could make a phone call and just like that
Knowing people who can help him out instantly


A bunch of niggas from Oakland all on your back
Sending people from Oakland to handle business


I've never been a shot caller just a nigga in a crew
Too $hort is not the boss, just part of a crew


They call me Too Short but I'm still bigger than you bitch
Although his name is Too $hort, he's still more powerful than his haters


I been around you can take a turn but don't get burned
He's been in the game for a long time and knows how to avoid being hurt


I've seen the tables turn
Experienced a lot of changes in the game


Marks turn into killers rich niggas go broke
People change unexpectedly


Use to be a want to but now I'm old school Short
He's been around for a long time and has never changed his style


In the game never had the stacks since age 14
He's been in the game since he was 14, but never had a lot of money


I been spittin' these raps soakin' up the game up
He's been learning from the game and using it in his music


And even when I came up I fucked with same folks
He's remained loyal to his crew


Still did the same stuff
Kept doing what he's always done


Bitch Short Dawgs in the house
Referring to himself


I know you want my dick 'cause it's all in your mouth
Women are obsessed with him


[Chorus]
Repeating the hook again


Picture the game as a quarter toss it up in the air (uh ha)
Imagining the game as a coin toss


Heads or tails win or lose broke niggas are players
Whether you win or lose, being broke is still part of the game


Say what up to the S.P. crooked I.C.E.
Giving shout outs to other rappers


Ra rolling with the strap on the side of me
His friend Ra is carrying a gun


Partna' don't get it twisted up I got hollow tips extended clips
His friend is armed and dangerous


Major chips lookin' at Eclipse jacuzzi dips
Making a lot of money and relaxing in a hot tub


Niggas step back I don't know you
Telling people to stay away who he doesn't know


Don't get to close to me
Asking people to give him some personal space


Some niggas ain't really the motherfucker they suppose to be
Some people aren't true to themselves


Cloud killers don't aim until you shoot in the air
People who want to kill wait until they are provoked


Better put it down and brake some hoes off like a true player
Acting like a true player and getting rid of women who cause drama


Phoney as three dollar bills niggas ain't recognizin'
People aren't real and don't see what's truly going on


Fell in the relapse besides I'm a trauma a nigga
Having a relapse and causing trouble


Look in the eyes and when you see me I be hardcore
He's a hardcore person and it shows in his eyes


What the fuck a real nigga gotta lie to kick it for?
Asking why real people would have to lie to fit in


I'm tired of these bubblegum ass niggas
Fed up with fake people


Throwin' monkey wrenches into the game
Ruining the game by causing problems


And all the players and pimps feel my pain
Other people in the game understand his struggle


Hustlers maintainin' riches and keepin' presidentials
People who work hard keep their money and have political connections


Not artificial with fishin' niggas know I'm packin' missles
Not fake and people know he's armed


Get me two Bentleys some houses Johnson jet skis
Buying multiple luxury items


Ballin' till I die nigga don't fuck with S.P.I.
Living the high life and warning people not to mess with him


[Chorus]
Repeating the hook for the final time




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SEED SHOP LLC
Written by: ANTHONY BANKS, CHARLES WILSON, LONNIE SIMMONS, ROBERT LEE JR. GREEN, RONALD WILSON, RUDY TAYLOR, TODD ANTHONY SHAW, TRACY LAUREN MARROW

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