Chorus:
Why is everybody player me I guess it 'cause, ballin' in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Why is player hate'n me I guess it 'cause, ballin' in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you wanna be like me
Verse one:
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the at'cha, spittin' at'cha nigga You better not let me Now who slipped and left the gate's open I'm on the outside scopin' out opportunity's To a motherfuckin' million is this industry and I know you I'm threatin' to shut 'em down Strike 'em down like lightin' it's excitin' To be the player that I be once call me The capital t-e-c pimpin' hoes tighter then a Rollin' opitomes, so ya holla if ya see me nigga knock me, just watch me, as I rise to the top Black nigga, and I be slangin' all night Sleepin' all day, figure out how I turned out that way I hang around gang banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is playa hate'n me Ski mask's me by so why should I try If I'm not with my automatic ak Anyway, I'm a spray when I hit the
Verse {tec-9}
Got four across the top, all gold's Ya see, bitches come a dime a dozen They see me chillin' the wife, and the trouble, but on the double I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin To get respect, that y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by of high in a shaw, got connects with the mob Bill's payed up front, black Givin' a party you got's to yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a last to the end of Or will my face end up on tee My family cryin' all this playa hate'n goin' On in this today, who's real who's not safe to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but really down 'cause when you down, motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a to the g-code, Don't change the nigga's you came up with the real nigga's, The bigger nigga's you hang with and slang with Try'na find a way to come up on a few Try'na find a way to come up on a few
{tec-9}
Why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause, ballin' in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me
Verse three:
Got a back yard of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I don't so you know I'm the bounty hunter, Bounty hunter to get'cha, The shit I be carryin' straight up split'cha I propolize the situation keep on me you think I'm all that, but I'm just hustlin' Comin' up in the game, steady up my cocaine I fuck with real we live, you die I often dream of straight it You got's to be about them dollar's ain't no it Break out the soda, break out the cola it for a hour, bring it back like a boulder It's for distribution, fuckin' confusion Closin' my shop down Yo look for me, or you get struck no goin' down my attitude is straight rude When I was lookin' out for us, you was out for you My enemies are me, and in my face got my crossed out and locked down in that place But I'll be and down for an 187, it get's the job done Because I my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, Won't y'all at all these nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the break To his knee's and cry just a hoe ass nigga}
{tec-9
Spit my rhymes all and y'all sang my shit Say yella, them fool's wasn't for that huh Yeah, I'm ballin' in that u.p.t. out with that shit It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and sang my shit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Switch my all around and say that shit Now why is everybody hate'n me I guess it I'm ballin' in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me Why's everybody hate'n me