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The First thing I say is Y'all can't wit us Y'all fuck wit us
It's the one a name of a gun Look at me mamma what I a, monsta, gangsta, fast But I want to, ya for the last
Thirty-three becuase heard of me And if they say I'm fakin' mama it's perjury 'Cause your son comes thunda now That's why wonder why we headline when I'm underground
In this mainstream game my gang brings pain, to Said I'm done give me the power come on wit it You industry punks I hope you die most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was shit loud enough to hear Loud enough to echo the city and bust your ears Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks year crazy somewhere else trick we're all stocked up here Hey, I think I wanna say it again, Y'all can't wit us
Y'all can't wit us, no can do Y'all fuck wit us, no can do can't fuck wit us, no can do Y'all can't fuck wit us, fuck wit us Can't fuck wit us, can't wit us
Yo, Big Krizz Kalico, tell 'em, y'all fuck wit us Y'all can't wit us
Fuck that got it in for me But then the crowd's still got it's Now, fool is fixin' be crowned through with around is two hands and both thumbs down bitches For the Bianca's and Beatrice's the Beatrice's is You don't to go on after us, no
This is a of ridiculous can't get with us flows Actually a bit of liftin' your soul up We all grown up and when we up get to frontin' I'll get you country boys nuttin'
You can cut us to we stay on for an hour 'Cause them heads boppin' in the ours, absolute power Main is taking over this mainstream The game seems they been waiting for a new A team Ask Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the like him and Spliff But me and Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't with
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beat make me wanna say hallelujah Yo but I'ma say, y'all can't fuck with us can't fuck with us
Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all Just a fraction of friction the act you was missin' If you would actually listen you'd see ass you be kissin'
You're with one hell of a fella ya see I'm 'Anghellic' but bring out the devil in me I might pull the so cover you see A goody, goody get hoody for messin' with me
This is my testament Tecca been pressed against war done best to get next to it so I represent all Grab your breast to this havin' sex so pop your crystal Crock ya legs a bit ya bed drop them drawers
Tis to men to the one you wan to a stand to You chumps in trouble we bout to like shampoo You might try but you can't do what and Sam do You to ban who no can do
a celebration bitches put your hands up ya Y'all can't fuck us
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not that y'all wack that got it so bad It's that pissed 'cause we got it so good Welcome to Tech