AWA

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Tech N9ne KC PD you got a busta workin for ya He be yappin to Hooters employees and alertin employers Not to hang out with Tecca Nina cuz some investigation With with a yellow Hummer I got with drugs so I'm searchin for ya Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken before I bomb you Dont be hatin on me the bitches to get them on you I aint got no yellow Hummer homie thats non true King of KC rappers know that this ?? keep the Chorus ??? Pow Pow (x3) If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin ??? out its the ??? Pow Pow (x3) Kutt Calhoun mob these mothafuckas Kutt Calhoun Killer cities, killer psychos and gangsta niggas snitchin On the block you loose your life over the ??? niggas whippin In the kitchen that discovery will clear a niggas vision When he sittin in the pen readin about everything he did Its to the part where niggas never make it to preliminary Here is cause of loyalty thats broken in the syndicate Nowadays you shoot and if you kill a ??? ??? ??? manuscript Thats why i keep a Russian in possession on my person My Kalashinkov will speak till ?? beat is talkin foreign Your ?? on a warrant, got no time to have my family Comin to no funeral, presume you'll just handle me And this is how it is, when you livin in the Mid, killa city ?? ? Kansas City killa kids, so dont get it confused Cuz we get it how we spit it all ??? cut pattern ???? When we trippin its Chorus ??? Pow Pow (x3) If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin ??? out its the ??? Pow Pow (x3) Aint from around here know you about it to slide out Tay Diggs let 'em have it Tay Diggs Yeah we runnin the crime rate Catch me on the e way doin a ?? feelin the gun spray Ya'll fucks with Tech N9ne and claps shit to the gun ?? Its back to the checks mo baggies and mo K's We hella old niggas hittin the ??? from ??? I'm on plate, im rappin for a reason Clappin for no reason I just love the desert eagles And im fuckin with the mags i just love to plug my peoples These suckas aint my evil, we live life fast And they try to tell me stop, but all we know is gas No brakes so catch me on the crip side Right up on the street, likes cannon on my hip side I'm G maggin and my young life's maney Do whatever for the dough and we smokin on grates Reload that thang and I'll make ya'll a shake For the mob and do the job and I ??? to survive, nigga Chorus ??? Pow Pow (x3) If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin while out its the ??? Pow Pow (x3) Aint from around here know you about it to slide out ??? go get em

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