Chorus:
Why is player hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Why is everybody 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 nigga's wanna be me
Verse one:
I be the rock-rowler nigga you be the Hittin' at'cha, at'cha nigga You not let me catch'cha Now who slipped and left the fuckin' open I'm on the outside scopin' out opportunity's To make a million is this industry and I you recognize I'm threatin' to shut 'em down Strike 'em like lightin' it's quite excitin' To be the player that I be again call me The capital t-e-c pimpin' hoes 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 out that way I hang around slanger's gang 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 two:
Got four across the top, all gold's Ya see, bitches come a dime a dozen They see me chillin' the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the bust a bubble, break a neck, chin check To get respect, that y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by of high in a shaw, got connects with the mob Bill's up front, black connection's a party you got's to bring 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 cryin' with all playa hate'n goin' On in this world today, who's real not Nobody's safe to say, I see nigga's Who to be down, but ain't really down 'cause when you down, them motherfucker's 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 with and slang with Try'na a way to come up on a few key's Try'na find a way to come up on a few
Chorus:
Why is everybody player me I guess it 'cause, i''m in that u.p.t. It's the incredible, un-takeable and A lot of you wanna be like me
three: {tec-9}
Got a back yard full of screamin' Let me go, but I don't so Because you I'm the bounty hunter, hunter comin' to get'cha, The shit that I be 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 fillin' up my I fuck with real we live, you die I dream of straight 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, it back like a boulder It's for distribution, fuckin' confusion my competition shop down Yo for me, or you get struck down Ain't no goin' down my attitude is straight When I was out for us, you was lookin' out for you My enemies are me, and in my face They got my out and locked down in that place But I'll be back and down for an 187, it the job done Because I my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to handle static, Won't y'all look at all these nigga's I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga break To his and cry just like a hoe ass nigga}
{tec-9
Spit my rhymes all around and y'all my shit Say yella, them fool's ready for that huh Yeah, 'cause I'm ballin' in u.p.t. Ride out with shit the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me my rhymes all around and y'all sang my shit Spit my 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 wanna be like me Why's playa hate'n me