Lyrics:
They don't make it where i'm from
But they tell me i'm the one
Big smoke in my lungs
Weed coming by the ton
Lately I been in my bag
Sauce dripp'n
ten
And then subtract the number from the result
And you'd get the same product, as if you'd multiplied by nine
And you knew it
I mean, eight times nine
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b**** if you
Levitating lines in the lab
Never hesitating rhymes hit the pad
When they resonate N9ne get the bag
Then I medicate the mind is the first thing
Yes I live
pack for free
Told em' playas ain't played with
So bitch don't play with me
Protected by this N-I-N-E Glock
Feel like shawty pimp
This one for them
a pool of blood
Partners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches
Y'all some snitches
You stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches
Partners you bet not do no crime
Get no
Number (N)ine, my denim's Number (N)ine
I said, I'm always down to ride with my doggy
I keep a hammer by my side when I party
We gettin' lit off
it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees s***
The glock to your head n****, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he
man go n play
Don't worry bout the crowd
There's a reason they can misbehave
and that you're not allowed
I already done the shouting
You aint gotta be
lil pretty lady
Want make you my baby
Birkins new mercedes
Good og want taste it
I’m wit Dubz wasted
Pull up like we racing
Park the coupe by JJ’s
Get
well Titanic,
Fare thee well.
Ol' Jack says "Well how'm I gonna get there baby?"
N' He says "ohhh I'm gonna show ya"
And he whips open
better then the best
cloud nine, channel club, colliseum
step by step what a long process
year 99 to like 103
mega, meeg and mr c
we worked so hard we
results with you often times
Breathe
[Tech N9ne]
Never let a hatin motherfucker see you sweat
Bleed the chest
Don't need regret
I fund
A caper
get cut like dat nigga ocho cinco
Nigga say he want some problems i dont think so
Ama put da 9 in ur face like a wrinkle
Dirty nigga but i still go n
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
Gotta get on the grind
Pop in the clip of my nine
And b**** if you
of the Starship TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
the Locust King has come
Don't tell me the truth; I don't like what they've done
It's payback time...
The U.N. is right; you can't be any more "un"
Than
the chains !!
Tech N9ne:
_________
Hey everybody, hey everybody
Why I gotta lay everybody, spray everybody
With A.K to the body, may everybody
I don't get
they wanna get paid
Everybody late and Ima just gone play
And bitches be trippin cause they don't wanna
Ever stay down with a nigga, when a niggas
to y'all for fame but I ain't gone say they name
Respect the game as it given you a bitch n****
Diamonds and gold, please don't fold when the shit get hot
Thes n*ggas be playing they really been talking so I went and bought me a TEC nical
Neighborhood doctor so come get your blessing you know that we
hard just to make my dreams
Everybody saying don't believe
Tell these n*****s just to wait and see
Want the biggest yard by the f**ing sea
It's real talk
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