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The thing I wanna say is Y'all fuck wit us Y'all can't wit us
It's the one with a of a gun Look at me mamma I become a, monsta, gangsta, fast But I want to, thank ya for the
becuase everybody's heard of me And if they say I'm fakin' mama it's perjury 'Cause son comes with thunda now That's why they why we headline when I'm underground
In this mainstream game my gang pain, to cowards Said I'm done Cali give me the power on wit it You industry punks I you fakes die 'Cause most of rappers have a eye for the straight guy
Was that loud enough to hear Loud enough to echo through the city and bust your Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of this year Sell crazy somewhere trick we're all stocked up here Hey, I think I wanna say it again, can't fuck wit us
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Yo, Big Kalico, tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us can't fuck wit us
Fuck that got it in for me But then the crowd's got it's energy Now, is fixin' be crowned through with foolin' around Which is two hands and both thumbs bitches For the Bianca's and Beatrice's the is miraculous You don't want to go on us, no
This is a slip of ridiculous can't get us flows a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up We all grown up and when we up Don't get to I'll get you country boys nuttin'
You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an 'Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours, power Main thing is taking over this The seems like they been waiting for a new A team Ask Busta Rhymes, he said nobody had the gift like him and Spliff But me and Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't fucking
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This beat me wanna say hallelujah Yo but instead I'ma say, y'all can't with us can't fuck with us
Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all Just a fraction of from the act you was missin' If you would listen you'd see whose ass you be kissin'
You're dealin' one hell of a fella ya see I'm 'Anghellic' but devils bring out the in me I might the bullet so cover you see A goody, goody get less for messin' with me
This is my testament Tecca been pressed against war Simply done to get next to it so I represent all Grab your breast to this sex next so pop your crystal Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop drawers
Tis to men to the one you wan to a stand to You chumps in trouble we to bubble like shampoo You might try but you can't do what and Sam do You to ban who no can do
It's a celebration bitches put hands up ya Y'all fuck with us
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It's not y'all wack that got it so bad It's y'all pissed 'cause we got it so good Welcome to Tech