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 Why is everybody player me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that 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 rock-rowler you be the puppy at'cha, spittin' at'cha nigga You better not let me Now who slipped and 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 to shut 'em down Strike 'em down like lightin' it's quite To be the player that I be once again me The capital t-e-c pimpin' hoes then a nigga Rollin' opitomes, so won't ya holla if ya see me Don't me, just watch me, as I rise to the top Black connection nigga, and I be slangin' all all day, can't 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 strapped with my ak Anyway, I'm a spray I hit the corner
Verse two:
Got four across the top, nigga all Ya see, bitches come a fuckin' dime a They see me chillin' the wife, and the trouble, but on the double I'll bust a bubble, a neck, chin check To get respect, like y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by kind of in a Candy shaw, got with the mob Bill's up front, black connection's Givin' a party you got's to bring yo own I wonder if I'm a last to the end of Or will my end up on tee shirt's My family cryin' with all this 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 ain't down 'cause when you down, motherfucker's stop comin' around So I'm a to the g-code, Don't change the that you came up with the real nigga's, The bigger nigga's that you hang with and with find a way to come up on a few key's Try'na a way to come up on a few gee's
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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 nigga's wanna be me
Verse three:
Got a yard full of nigga's screamin' Let me go, but I don't so Because you know I'm the hunter, hunter comin' to get'cha, The that I be carryin' straight 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 dream of makin' it You got's to be about them ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, break out the Whip it for a hour, bring it back like a time for distribution, fuckin' confusion Closin' my competition down Yo look for me, or you get struck Ain't no goin' down my attitude is rude When I was lookin' out for us, you was out for you My enemies are around me, and in my They got my crossed out and locked down in that But I'll be and down for an 187, it get's the job done Because I brought my mock-11, automatic to handle static, rat-a-tatta Won't y'all at all these nigga's scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I the nigga break To his and cry just like a hoe {bitch ass
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Spit my rhymes all around and sang my shit Say yella, them fool's ready for that huh Yeah, 'cause I'm in that u.p.t. Ride out that shit the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's be like me my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Spit my rhymes all and y'all sang my shit my rhymes all around and say that shit Now why is playa 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 wanna be me Why's everybody hate'n me