Chorus:
Why is player hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you wanna be like me Why is player hate'n 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 be like me
Verse one:
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the Hittin' at'cha, spittin' nigga You better not let me Now who and left the fuckin' gate's open I'm on the outside waitin' out opportunity's To make a motherfuckin' million is industry and I know you recognize I'm threatin' to 'em down 'em down like lightin' it's quite excitin' To be the player I be once again call me The capital t-e-c pimpin' hoes then a nigga Rollin' opitomes, so ya holla if ya see me nigga Don't knock me, 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 slanger's banger's rapper's and kidnapper's Now why is playa hate'n me Ski mask's passin' me by so why I try If I'm not strapped with my ak Anyway, I'm a spray I hit the corner
Verse {tec-9}
Got four across the top, nigga all 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, check To get respect, like y'all Yeah, I'm by kind of high in a shaw, got connects with the mob Bill's payed up front, connection's Givin' a party you to bring yo own blunt I wonder if I'm a to the end of time Or will my end up on tee shirt's My family cryin' with all this playa goin' On in this world today, who's real not safe to say, I see some nigga's Who claim to be down, but ain't really 'cause when you down, them motherfucker's stop comin' So I'm a to the g-code, Don't change the nigga's that you up with the real nigga's, The bigger nigga's that you hang and slang with Try'na a way to come up on a few key's find a way to come up on a few gee's
Chorus:
Why is player hate'n me I it 'cause, i''m ballin' in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me
Verse {tec-9}
Got a back full 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 that I be carryin' up split'cha I propolize the situation keep on Tellin' me you think I'm all that, but I'm just Comin' up in the game, steady fillin' up my I fuck real nigga's we live, you die I often dream of makin' it You to be about them dollar's ain't no fakin' it out the bacon soda, break out the cola Whip it for a hour, bring it back a boulder It's time for distribution, confusion my competition shop down Yo for me, or you get struck down Ain't no goin' 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 They got my crossed out and locked down in place But be back and down for an 187, it get's the job done I brought my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, Won't y'all look at all nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga To his knee's and cry like a hoe {bitch ass
{tec-9
Spit my rhymes all around and y'all my shit Say yella, fool's wasn't ready for that huh Yeah, 'cause I'm in that u.p.t. out with that shit It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all my shit Spit my rhymes all and y'all sang my shit Switch my all around and say that shit Now why is everybody playa 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 Why's everybody playa me