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Damnit I show flows and poke hoes supposed to be yours Seekin my and in a dark alley tourmented by mine the (Tech 4x N9ne 4x)
Now here's a
Liberace may 'em I'ma rock na Playa, do the what I say
Throw ya in the air like this Flash ya bar while I stick em another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech N9ne Nina out to vaginas the playa clubbin it, rubbin it Lovin crema streama, might seem a li'l extreme
My thing when I I got to make sho that it's hot Gotta make the whole planet rock this
Here's my chance to away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*) Haters causing people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne Party people, party people, can get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne
N9ne] Call it what ya it futuristic come get up on it
There's a up in my sector can I bone it Cause all we do is Get drunk, get blowed, spit shits, blunts and fuck hoes We quick to beat a down bad MidWest put me in the sound lab Now I'm hot like a ????? I flipped it backwards for you flow Blast When you ask to playin fast ball all Glad Mad Cause call was in the back of the club da hell outta dis bad bra On my planet we take no for granted Kris Kross (10 seconds til off) Be somethin pistol off off The techniques complete Retreat 69 to 6 speeks freak tweeks let the BCs can it While the trooper Tecca Nina rock the
Party people, people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who it sizzelin') Don Juan (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Juan] I'm about the strippers in the back ass hop A Mitchell tryna grip 'em like a pad lock The Don really never let the cash stop The Tecca Nina make the rock It stop
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(N9ne) Never let up off a mic till I'm comfortable Rogue
57, 56 street Grips we wanna trips we bang Hit us a what Lyrical splitter hella hoes Get a nut Make 'em put the In their Let a hoe be a never give a fuck Nina Why the
You got the Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs I'm off In City I'm from the abyss N9ne I got the planet rocking with me planet
Rocking this
Here's my to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)
Haters causing people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') Tech people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech
Don Juan the planet rock N9ne makes the planet rock QDIII the planet rock Triple Life makes the planet Dog makes the planet rock
Costa Nostra makes the rock Nnutt makes the planet rock MidWestSide the planet rock
Party people, party people, can y'all get
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne Party people, people, can y'all get funky (Who it sizzelin') Don Juan (Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne