Black Walt told me if you bonafide banga you start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea) Add some ass music around and a hard MC and you got
[Verse 1: N9ne] night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!) Cause rappin on planet pays like versa (chaa) or is it Versace? You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and of saki, copy (chaa) All you ladies in here, I am sharing (chaa) I just, wanna lay ya and ram square into it (chaa) Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent (chaa) I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn I want you drink up till you horn crazy and me (chaa) Till im and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating trakey (chaa) Im partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa) I ain't have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa) 40 acres and mule sit, in my garage a cool kit (chaa) eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all bullshit(?) Aint not telling how and how you'll get
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it floosies (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the we choosing Everybody lose it, to our music
[Verse 2: Big And they like, and they like, yup do that you do (I am) What you baby gurl I need some liquor too Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she a picture too Im F-L-Y, so why We can flick a few (fuck yea) the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes) So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas crush it Max out on swagga, not your rapper But I do my thing extra, no ordinary madness (Gotya) Keep that smooth so proper They keep choosin on ya cuz I be's all about my dollas On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big Shit I receive more tongue then a stacked thizz pill Its real, you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me No need to slow it down you let them suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep) Fuck it, imma party like a trap and probably get my ass thrown out for going hard Aye, Aye
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit Booze it with (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the we choosing Everybody it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Okay... you 24 right? Imma you keep it here I go by the name of
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get Roll tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa) Ever ready, a killer flows angelic Story telling and battle who can't sell it? Should I speed it up? Nah keep it strange My inner voices told my outer to be deranged The on my shoulder got a devil on his back Who told em I see Biancas give her ass a smack I a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz Its a party, im bullshittin with Shadow fly, look at with a crooked eye Battle me? I think your favorite rapper die Who you know could spit a flow clean? My to 10th grade, I got so many 16's Please, I got a lot of hard tones, fuck up your view with a view like Star Yall clones, my style is the Half you rappers just opitimize pitiful But me? Spittin is a ritual I stopped liking rap the lion got habitual Im of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel Im so not Common, but I still see the in you Shit, can't nobody me So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him me
2x] (Hey hey) We and bullshit it with floosies (hey hey) And that's how we it Not the we choosing Everybody it, listenin to our music
Yea... throw ya in the air if ya drunk like me, yea Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, vodka and sprite boy