Tech N9ne - He Wanna Be Paid Lyrics
[Intro]Tech N9ne in this ***** (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby)But this time, I'ma talk about one of my friends baby(yeah) yo it's been long overdue baby (that's right)Long Overdue (how we do it)But you asked for itSo now I gotta give it to you, (give it to you)Get Paid(Verse 1)Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I knowFrom the M and the OA chemical nigga who says I got criminal flowsI'ma set the record straight for a secondEverybody knows this nigga is hot-headedAnd due for a mic checkin.You drew first blood in '94Trickin with my baby mommaYou know the one you called a hoI'ma let you knowThat if you take it back to the pastWhen I was squeezing hella ass and playin hookieYou can ask my bro, He will let you knowBack then I shared my *****.You was using music as a form of pursuing***** sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwinWho the ***** is you foolin?I can still make her make you put yo mutha*****in mic downStraight interrupt yo showAnd serve yo ass in her nightgownRight now***** the rappin, we can fight nowTight style, Sell for milesChange the name Vell to VallCall him Dame or GalCause the way he came was foulNigga that's ***** shitTech N9ne you dissed itBut they missed itTold me that you sold 200,000 with prideBut you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings insideBut you sold 5,000 NationwideYou a clown manYou niggaz think I jokin, go check the SoundScanAll I wanna know is.[Chorus]Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?(He wanna get paid)And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?(He wanna get paid)*****in with 56 Villain get you shot upMidwest side will chase em down with a choppaMother*****er thinking Teccanina gonna chop upSomething wrong with his medullah oblongota.(Verse 2)YoThis nigga struggling to be the better manWhy ***** around with a tech milla meterWhen you know the nigga is a clever brandNaw, I ain't never ever seen the niggaz videoCause It never ranAnd you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran?Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right'86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne right'89, '90, I was rippin hella shows, don't you even try cat'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the bestMother*****er can you buy that?We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas CityThat's small timeThat's why yo shit will never be in the hands of manyMy shit is clean and packs a punch palAnd yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy hurl and drunk styleThis nigga is failin in the bizBets step behind thisDon't know where his mind isThat's why the Nina's bout to tell it like it isTech Tech N9ne isKansas City's FinestAll I wanna know is.[Chorus]Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?(He wanna get paid)And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?(He wanna get paid)*****in with 56 Villain get you shot upMidwest side will chase em down with a choppaMother*****er thinking Teccanina gonna chop upSomething wrong with his medullah oblongota.Yo, the fact is we both ain't makin no real moneyAnd I'm blastin a nigga which makes the situation real funnyI'm beginning to see real deals, real scrill and real honeysAnd you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummyHe said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't workNigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out when I whip my ***** outAnd say I seen you comin out of Roc houseThis is the third round knockoutWhen you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop outTellin mother*****ers we bit (Let's Get *****ed Up)From yo just locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)Knowin the shit that we spit (Make *****es wanna *****)And make niggaz get on they grit (And yo shit don't)We officially bumped heads at the Lou OuNiggaz are through nowWho growled at the Holy Temple Bandits Crew styleNiggaz are too foulSole and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wetYou sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMXNow I'ma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 VilSaid Tech rappin on his shit payin for him and his kids mealsI feel bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it outA gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded out...[Chorus]Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?(He wanna get paid)And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?(He wanna get paid)*****in with 56 Villain get you shot upMidwest Side will chase him down with a choppaMother*****er thinking Teccanina gonna chop upSomething wrong with his medullah oblongota*****in with 56 Villain get you shot upMidwest side will chase him down with a choppaMother*****er thinking Teccanina gonna chop upSomething wrong with his medullah oblongota(Outro)NIGGAA gift from me to you, this what you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread(blows kiss)
