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He Wanna Be Paid - Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne in this b**ch Tech N9ne Tech N9ne
Bout to make em dance once again baby once again baby
But this time I'ma talk about my motha' f**kin friend baby
Yeah yo it's been long overdue baby that's right
Long overdue how we do it
But you asked for it asked for it
So now I gotta give it to you give it to you
Get paid
Let me tell you a little story about this ni**a I know
From the M and the O
A chemical ni**a who says I got criminal flows
I'ma set the record straight for a second
Everybody knows this ni**a is hot headed
And due for a mic checkin
You drew first blood in '94
Trickin with my baby momma
You know the one you called a ho
I'ma let you know
That if you take it back to the past
When I was squeezing hella a** and playin hookie
You can ask my bro he will let you know
Back then I shared my p**sy
You was using music as a form of pursuing
P**sy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwin
Who the f**k is you foolin'
I can still make her make you put yo muthaf**kin mic down
Straight interrupt yo show
And serve yo a** in her nightgown
Right now
F**k the rappin we can fight now
Tight style sell for miles
Change the name vell to vall
Call him dame or gal
Cause the way he came was foul
Ni**a that's b**ch sh*t
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200000 with pride
But you lied I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside
But you sold 5000 nationwide
You a clown man
You niggaz think I bluffin go check the soundscan
All I wanna know is
Why this ni**a steady savin his flows for me
He wanna get paid
And why this ni**a basin his whole life on challenging me
He wanna get paid
F**kin with 56 villain get you shota
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherf**ker thinking teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
This ni**a struggling to be the better man
Why f**k around with a tech milla meter
When you know the ni**a is a clever brand
Naw I ain't never ever seen the niggaz video
Cause it never ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran
Ni**a I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right
'86 '87 '88 name me Tech N9ne right right
'89 '90 I was rippin shows don't you even try cat
'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the best
Motherf**ker can you buy that
We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in kansas city
That's small time
That's why yo sh*t will never be in the hands of many
My sh*t is clean and packs a punch pal punch pal
And yeah you right yo sh*t's a sloppy rum and drunk style
This ni**a is failin' in the biz
Bets step behind this
Don't know where his mind is
That's why the nina's bout to tell it like it is
Tech Tech N9ne is
Kansas city's finest
All I wanna know is
Why this ni**a steady savin' his flows for me
He wanna get paid
And why this ni**a basin' his whole life on challenging me
He wanna get paid
F**kin with 56 villain get you shota
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherf**ker thinking teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
Yo the fact is we both ain't made no real money
And I'm blastin a ni**a which makes the situation real funny
I'm beginning to see real deal scrill and real honeys
And you don't wanna get with a ni**a that's sick makes you a real dummy
He said I worship satan and he worship God that's why we can't work
Ni**a that's a cop out bout to make yo eyes pop out
When I whip my cock out
And say I seen you comin' out of roc house
This is the third round knockout
When you die and all ya piss cum and feces drop out
Tellin' motherf**kers we bit let's get f**ked up
From yo just locally hit bounce bounce bounce bounce
Knowin the sh*t that we spit make b**ches wanna f**k
And make niggaz get on they grit and yo sh*t don't
We officially bumped heads at the lou ou
Niggaz are through now
Who growled at the holy temple bandits crew style
Niggaz are too foul
Sole and tech and you can bet you'll never see em wet
You sound like chuck rock with a little bit of DMX
Now I'ma end this by sayin' regime life and 56 vil
Said tech rappin on that niggas payin' for him and his kids meals
But I feel bad for the ni**a so I'ma let it out
A gift from me to you excousin retalliate and go get breaded out
Why this ni**a steady savin' his flows for me
He wanna get paid
And why this ni**a basin' his whole life on challenging me
He wanna get paid
F**kin' with 56 villain get you shota
Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherf**ker thinking teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
F**kin with 56 villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherf**ker thinking teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
Ni**a
A gift from me to you this
Cause is what you wanted baby
So you will say Tech N9ne go get yo bread
For me to you