Chorus:
Why is everybody 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 wanna be me Why is everybody hate'n me I guess it 'cause, i''m ballin' in u.p.t. It's the incredible, t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me
Verse {tec-9}
I be the rock-rowler you be the puppy Hittin' at'cha, at'cha nigga You better not let me Now who slipped and left the fuckin' open I'm on the waitin' scopin' 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' quite excitin' To be the player I be once again call me The capital pimpin' hoes tighter then a nigga Rollin' opitomes, so won't ya if ya see me nigga Don't knock me, just watch me, as I 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 slanger's gang banger's and kidnapper's Now why is everybody playa me Ski mask's me by so why should I try If I'm not strapped my automatic ak Anyway, I'm a when I hit the corner
Verse {tec-9}
Got four across the top, all gold's Ya see, bitches come a fuckin' dime a see me chillin' with the wife, and Start the trouble, but on the I'll bust a bubble, break a neck, check To get respect, like y'all Yeah, I'm rollin' by kind of in a Candy shaw, got connects the mob Bill's payed up front, connection's Givin' a party you to bring yo own blunt 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 playa 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 ain't really '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 find a way to come up on a few key's Try'na find a way to up on a few gee's
Chorus:
Why is everybody 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 be like me
Verse three:
Got a back yard full of nigga's Let me go, but I don't so Because you I'm the bounty hunter, Bounty comin' to get'cha, The shit that I be straight up split'cha I the situation keep on thuggin' Tellin' me you think I'm all that, but I'm hustlin' Comin' up in the game, fillin' up my cocaine I fuck with real we live, you die I often of straight makin' it You to be about them dollar's ain't no fakin' it Break out the bacon soda, break out the Whip it for a hour, bring it back a boulder It's time for distribution, fuckin' my competition shop down Yo for me, or you get struck down Ain't no goin' down my attitude is straight I was lookin' out for us, you was lookin' out for you My enemies are me, and in my face got my crossed out and locked down in that place But be back and down for an 187, it get's the job done I brought my mock-11, fully automatic Prepare to static, rat-a-tatta Won't y'all look at all these scatter Before I let the bullet's go, I watch the nigga To his and cry just like a hoe ass nigga}
{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. Ride out with shit the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me Spit my rhymes all around and y'all my shit Spit my all around and y'all sang my shit Switch my rhymes all around and say shit Now why is everybody hate'n me I it 'cause I'm ballin' in that u.p.t. the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and A lot of you nigga's wanna be me everybody playa hate'n me