Chorus:
Why is player hate'n me I it 'cause, i''m ballin' in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Why is player hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m ballin' in u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me
Verse one:
I be the nigga you be the puppy at'cha, spittin' at'cha nigga You not let me catch'cha Now who and left the fuckin' gate's open I'm on the outside scopin' out opportunity's To make a motherfuckin' million is industry and I you recognize 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 hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin' opitomes, so won't ya if ya see me nigga Don't knock me, just me, as I rise to the top connection nigga, and I be slangin' all night Sleepin' all day, can't figure out how I turned out way I hang around gang banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is playa hate'n me Ski passin' me by so why should I try If I'm not strapped with my ak Anyway, I'm a spray when I hit the
Verse {tec-9}
Got four across the top, nigga all Ya see, bitches come a dime a dozen They see me with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, chin To get respect, that y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by of high in a Candy shaw, got with the mob Bill's payed up front, connection's Givin' a party you got's to yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a to the end of time Or my face end up on tee shirt's My family with all this playa hate'n goin' On in world today, who's real who's not safe to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but really down 'cause you down, them motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a to the g-code, Don't the nigga's that you came up with the real nigga's, The bigger nigga's that you hang and slang with Try'na find a way to up on a few key's find a way to come up on a few gee's
Chorus:
Why is everybody player me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me
Verse three:
Got a back full of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I think so Because you know I'm the hunter, Bounty hunter to get'cha, The shit that I be carryin' up split'cha I propolize the keep on thuggin' Tellin' me you think I'm all that, but I'm just Comin' up in the game, fillin' up my cocaine I fuck with nigga's we live, you die I often of straight makin' it You got's to be them dollar's ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, out the cola Whip it for a hour, it back like a boulder It's time for distribution, fuckin' Closin' my competition down Yo look for me, or you get down Ain't no goin' down my is straight rude When I was lookin' out for us, you was out for you My enemies are me, and in my face They got my crossed out and locked in that place But I'll be back and down for an 187, it get's the job I brought my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, y'all look at all these nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga To his and cry just like a hoe ass nigga}
{tec-9
my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Say yella, them fool's wasn't for that huh Yeah, 'cause I'm ballin' in u.p.t. out with that shit It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you wanna be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all sang my Spit my rhymes all around and sang my shit Switch my rhymes all and say that shit Now why is everybody playa me I guess it I'm ballin' in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Why's everybody hate'n me