Chorus:
Why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause, ballin' in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me
Verse {tec-9}
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the Hittin' at'cha, at'cha nigga You not let me catch'cha Now who slipped and left the fuckin' gate's I'm on the outside waitin' scopin' out To make a motherfuckin' million is this and I know you recognize I'm to shut 'em down Strike 'em down like lightin' it's excitin' To be the player that I be once call me The capital pimpin' hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin' opitomes, so won't ya holla if ya see me Don't knock me, watch me, as I rise to the top connection nigga, and I be slangin' all night Sleepin' all day, figure out how I turned out that way I hang around slanger's banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is everybody playa me Ski mask's passin' me by so why I try If I'm not with my automatic ak Anyway, I'm a spray I hit the corner
Verse two:
Got four the top, nigga all gold's Ya see, bitches come a dime a dozen see me chillin' with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, check To get respect, like y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by kind of in a Candy shaw, got with the mob Bill's payed up front, black Givin' a party you got's to yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a to the end of time Or my face end up on tee shirt's My family cryin' all this playa hate'n goin' On in this world today, real who's not Nobody's to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but really down 'cause you down, them motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a to the g-code, Don't the nigga's that you came up with the real nigga's, The nigga's that you hang with and slang with find a way to come up on a few key's Try'na find a way to up on a few gee's
{tec-9}
Why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you wanna be like me
Verse {tec-9}
Got a yard full of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I think so Because you know I'm the hunter, Bounty hunter to get'cha, The that I be carryin' straight up split'cha I propolize the keep on thuggin' Tellin' me you I'm all that, but I'm just hustlin' Comin' up in the game, fillin' up my cocaine I fuck with real we live, you die I often dream of makin' it You got's to be about dollar's ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, out the cola Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a It's for distribution, fuckin' confusion Closin' my shop down Yo look for me, or you get down Ain't no goin' down my is straight rude I was lookin' out for us, you was lookin' out for you My enemies are around me, and in my got my crossed out and locked down in that place But I'll be back and down for an 187, it the job done I brought my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to static, rat-a-tatta Won't y'all look at all these scatter Before I let the go, I watch the nigga break To his knee's and cry like a hoe {bitch ass
{tec-9
Spit my rhymes all and y'all sang my shit Say yella, them fool's wasn't ready for huh Yeah, I'm ballin' in that u.p.t. Ride out that shit the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my Spit my rhymes all around and y'all my shit my rhymes all around and say that shit Now why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause I'm in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me Why's everybody hate'n me