[Tech N9ne]
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Got 'em all under pressure
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[Chorus]
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Hey motherfucker hey motherfucker hey
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We can do it nigga any motherfuckin way
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Gansta shit gansta shit gone play
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But you can be the bitch and go the other fuckin way
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You gotta respect us
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We got guns and we got a whole plethra
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And I betcha
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Every motherfuckin nigga in yo secta sick cuz we got 'em under pressure (pressure)
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[Young Droop]
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I gotta let it be known
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I'm in the zone, gone, blown
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Tryin' to beat the nigga
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That was independent from the beginnin'
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You bet that imma win it when I'm finished
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Niggas and bitches be trippin'
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Becuase I got the cum on the titties but
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Do I fit the description (Hell yeah)
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Muthafucka that's the reason why
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You filled with so much tension (bitches)
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I'm here with the couple's of
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Individual switchin'
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Tryin' to get together
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But anotha nigga dissin'
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I'm ready for the battle
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With no matter whatever
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You better be clever
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Nigga use your thoughts
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Now nigga who's the boss
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Nigga look who you crossed
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A muthafuckin' sav
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Nigga yo whole crew took the loss
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I think ya better beware
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Whenever you just try to make a move
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Everybody bringin' a pistol
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What you tryin' to prove
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Do what you doin'
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Cuz you the one that's lookin like a foo
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And I guarantee that you'll be up for doom
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Until that the Hollywood terror
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You need the weapon
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That was kept up in the skeleton
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For way too many years
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Whenever they comin' to kill all my niggas
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And they feel to me that all I wanna do is make a few things clear
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Well fuck' em, fuck ¡®em
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I hate it when I'm hated
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Because I gotta be separated for the nation
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I try to be patient
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But niggas be trippin'
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And switchin', actin' like bitches
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But look at the individual they facin'
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And put me in the Cali Co lyrical Jason
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I recommend for you to get to runnin'
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Because I'm comin' to snatch ya
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I'm at ya
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My lyrical, miracle flow
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Is takin' you and your ho
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To another dimension
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Leavin' you lost
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The sickest nigga ever to come out the Valley District
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Take it like you don't want everyone to know I broke your record
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The reason you dissin' and wishin' that they come up missin'
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Because I got everybody and they mother under pressure
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Got em' under pressure
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[Chorus]
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[Tech N9ne]
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Hey motherfucker hey motherfucker hey
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We can do it nigga any motherfuckin way
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Gansta shit gansta shit gone play
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But you can be the bitch and go the other fuckin way
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You gotta respect us
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We got guns and we got a whole plethra
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And I betcha
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Every motherfuckin nigga in yo secta sick cuz we got 'em under pressure (pressure)
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[Young Droop]
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I gotta be down because I'm Northbound
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And givin' it up for the town
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To all the liquor drinkin' niggas in the hood
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Tryin' to put the Valley on the map
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And people tell me what I'm doin' is good
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And keep it real like I should
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Homies come up and they give me that
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Heard of a couple of sacks
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Back to back
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To make a nigga wonder why
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Then I take it to another level
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Just tell me whatever you do
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Stay on the mic
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And better keep comin' tight
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But I love to represent niggas
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I know they hate it that I made it
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So now they wanna try and put me to the test
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But I shoot ¡®em to the left
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Because I got positive people tellin' me
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Droopy youre up to dealin' with the best
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Now nigga what the fuck is next
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Niggas got love for this shit
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Like when and whenever dawg
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And competition for Nike
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Is supposed to be out to get riches
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I'm the individual with the biggest balls
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Run up with the hog, yippy ya'll
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Like my nigga from the mob
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Told me, "Little brother you gotta do the job"
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Is gonna take somebody like you
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To give a sample like an example
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With the Valley
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Then they'll treat you like a God
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The niggas that's bigga than life
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The can't even put the price
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Put this shit I deliver bringin' to the table
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But look what I'm in it
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Im bout to go independent
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| Officia |
