Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me
Verse One: {Tec-9
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the puppy Hittin' at'cha, spittin' at'cha nigga You better not let me catch'cha Now who slipped and left the fuckin' gate's open I'm on the outside waitin' scopin' out opportunity's To make a motherfuckin' million is this industry and I know you recognize I'm threatin' to shut 'em down Strike 'em down like lightin' it's quite excitin' To be the player that I be once again call me The capital T-E-C pimpin' hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin' Opitomes, so won't ya holla if ya see me nigga Don't knock me, just watch me, as I rise to the top Black Connection nigga, and I be slangin' all night Sleepin' all day, can't figure out how I turned out that way I hang around slanger's gang banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is everybody playa hate'n me Ski mask's passin' me by so why should I try If I'm not strapped with my automatic AK Anyway, I'm a spray when I hit the corner
Chorus
Verse Two: {Tec-9
Got four across the top, nigga all gold's Ya see, bitches come a fuckin' dime a dozen They see me chillin' with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the double I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin check To get respect, like that y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by kind of high in a Candy Shaw, got connects with the mob Bill's payed up front, Black Connection's Givin' a party you got's to bring yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a last to the end of time Or will my face end up on tee shirt's My family cryin' with all this playa hate'n goin' On in this world today, who's real who's not Nobody's safe to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but ain't really down Cuz when you down, them motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a stick to the G-Code, don't change the nigga's that you came up with Them the real nigga's, the bigger nigga's that you hang with and slang with Try'na find a way to come up on a few key's Try'na find a way to come up on a few gee's
Chorus: {Tec-9
Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me
Verse Three: {Tec-9
Got a back yard full of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I don't think so Because you know I'm the bounty hunter, Bounty Hunter comin' to get'cha, The shit that I be carryin' straight up split'cha I propolize the situation keep on thuggin' Tellin' me you think I'm all that, but I'm just hustlin' Comin' up in the game, steady fillin' up my cocaine I fuck with real nigga's we live, you die I often dream of straight makin' it You got's to be about them dollar's ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, break out the cola Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a boulder It's time for distribution, fuckin' confusion Closin' my competition shop down Yo look for me, or you get struck down Ain't no goin' down my attitude is straight rude When I was lookin' out for us, you was lookin' out for you My enemies are around me, and in my face They got my crossed out and locked down in that place But I'll be back and down for an 187, it get's the job done Because I brought my Mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, rat-a-tatta Won't y'all look at all these nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga break To his knee's and cry just like a hoe {Bitch ass nigga
Chorus
{Tec-9 Talkin'
Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Say Yella, them fool's wasn't ready for that huh Yeah, cuz I'm ballin' in that U.P.T. Ride out with that shit It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Switch my rhymes all around and say that shit Now why is everybody playa hate'n me I guess it cuz I'm ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Why's everybody playa hate'n me
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Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me
Verse One: {Tec-9
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the puppy Hittin' at'cha, spittin' at'cha nigga You better not let me catch'cha Now who slipped and left the fuckin' gate's open I'm on the outside waitin' scopin' out opportunity's To make a motherfuckin' million is this industry and I know you recognize I'm threatin' to shut 'em down Strike 'em down like lightin' it's quite excitin' To be the player that I be once again call me The capital T-E-C pimpin' hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin' Opitomes, so won't ya holla if ya see me nigga Don't knock me, just watch me, as I rise to the top Black Connection nigga, and I be slangin' all night Sleepin' all day, can't figure out how I turned out that way I hang around slanger's gang banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is everybody playa hate'n me Ski mask's passin' me by so why should I try If I'm not strapped with my automatic AK Anyway, I'm a spray when I hit the corner
Chorus
Verse Two: {Tec-9
Got four across the top, nigga all gold's Ya see, bitches come a fuckin' dime a dozen They see me chillin' with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the double I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin check To get respect, like that y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by kind of high in a Candy Shaw, got connects with the mob Bill's payed up front, Black Connection's Givin' a party you got's to bring yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a last to the end of time Or will my face end up on tee shirt's My family cryin' with all this playa hate'n goin' On in this world today, who's real who's not Nobody's safe to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but ain't really down Cuz when you down, them motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a stick to the G-Code, don't change the nigga's that you came up with Them the real nigga's, the bigger nigga's that you hang with and slang with Try'na find a way to come up on a few key's Try'na find a way to come up on a few gee's
Chorus: {Tec-9
Why is everybody player hate'n me I guess it cuz, I''m ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me
Verse Three: {Tec-9
Got a back yard full of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I don't think so Because you know I'm the bounty hunter, Bounty Hunter comin' to get'cha, The shit that I be carryin' straight up split'cha I propolize the situation keep on thuggin' Tellin' me you think I'm all that, but I'm just hustlin' Comin' up in the game, steady fillin' up my cocaine I fuck with real nigga's we live, you die I often dream of straight makin' it You got's to be about them dollar's ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, break out the cola Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a boulder It's time for distribution, fuckin' confusion Closin' my competition shop down Yo look for me, or you get struck down Ain't no goin' down my attitude is straight rude When I was lookin' out for us, you was lookin' out for you My enemies are around me, and in my face They got my crossed out and locked down in that place But I'll be back and down for an 187, it get's the job done Because I brought my Mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, rat-a-tatta Won't y'all look at all these nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga break To his knee's and cry just like a hoe {Bitch ass nigga
Chorus
{Tec-9 Talkin'
Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Say Yella, them fool's wasn't ready for that huh Yeah, cuz I'm ballin' in that U.P.T. Ride out with that shit It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Switch my rhymes all around and say that shit Now why is everybody playa hate'n me I guess it cuz I'm ballin' in that U.P.T. It's the incredible, un-takeable T-E-C and A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me Why's everybody playa hate'n me
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