Luyện nghe bài hát He Wanna Be Paid

Tech in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)
Bout to make em dance again baby (once again baby)
But this time, I'ma about my motha' fuckin friend baby
(yeah) yo it's long overdue baby (that's right)
Long (how we do it)
But you for it
So now I gotta it to you, (give it to you)
Get

(Verse 1)
Let me tell you a little story this nigga I know
the M and the O
A chemical nigga who says I got flows
I'ma set the record straight for a
knows this nigga is hot-headed
And due for a mic checkin.
You drew blood in '94
with my baby momma
You the one you called a ho
let you know
That if you take it back to the
When I was squeezing ass and playin hookie
You can ask my bro, He let you know
then I shared my pussy.
You was using music as a of pursuing
Pussy sneakin in her bed and for a screwin
Who the fuck is you
I can still make her you put yo muthafuckin mic down
Straight yo show
And yo ass in her nightgown
now
Fuck the rappin, we can now
Tight style, for miles
Change the name Vell to
him Dame or Gal
Cause the way he was foul
that's bitch shit
Tech you dissed it
But missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings
But you 5,000 Nationwide
You a man
You niggaz think I bluffin, go check the
All I wanna is.

Why nigga steady savin his flows for me?
(He get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole on challenging me?
(He get paid)
Fuckin with 56 get you shota
Midwest side will chase em down a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna
Something wrong with his oblongota.

(Verse 2)
Yo
This struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a milla meter
When you the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I never ever seen the niggaz video
Cause It ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a
Nigga, I my first rhyme in '85 right
'86, '87, '88, name me Tech right
'89, '90, I was rippin shows, don't you try cat
'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with of the best
can you buy that?
We recognize you wanna be the rapper in Kansas City
That's time
That's why yo shit will never be in the of many
My shit is and packs a punch pal
And you right, yo shit's a sloppy rum and drunk style
nigga is failin in the biz
Bets step this
Don't know his mind is
why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is
Tech Tech is
City's Finest
All I wanna is.

Why this nigga steady his flows for me?
(He get paid)
And why this nigga his whole life on challenging me?
(He get paid)
Fuckin with 56 get you shota
side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina stopa
Something with his medullah oblongota.
Yo, the fact is we both made no real money
And I'm blastin a nigga which the situation real funny
I'm beginning to see real deal, scrill and real
And you wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy
He I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't work
Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out I whip my cock out
And say I seen you comin out of Roc
This is the third knockout
you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop out
Tellin motherfuckers we bit (Let's Get Up)
From yo locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)
Knowin the shit that we (Make bitches wanna fuck)
And make niggaz get on they (And yo shit don't)
We officially bumped at the Lou Ou
Niggaz are now
Who growled at the Temple Bandits Crew style
are too foul
Sole and Tech, and you can bet never see em wet
You sound like Chuck Rock, with a bit of DMX
Now I'ma end by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil
Said rappin on that niggas payin for him and his kids meals
I feel bad for the nigga, so let it out
A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, and go get breaded out...

Why this nigga steady savin his for me?
(He get paid)
And why this nigga basin his life on challenging me?
(He get paid)
Fuckin 56 Villain get you shota
Midwest will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker Teccanina gonna stopa
Something wrong his medullah oblongota
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you up
Midwest will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina stopa
Something with his medullah oblongota
(Outro)

A gift from me to you, this you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread
(blows kiss)