[Tec-9 and (Lil Ya): talkin]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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(Return of the Trend Setters)
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UNLV (Trend Setters)
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How the fuck yall forget about UNLV?
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(Trend Setters) What you stupid or something?
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We created this shit
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All the rest of you niggaz need to get the fuck
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Suck a dick beeotch
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[Hook: Tec-9 and Lil Ya]
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Do you remember "Oh he want some?"
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You bitches thought we was through
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But now we back its the return of the "U"
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Remember "Chillin on the set with the fully automatic Tec
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Pop em up watch em bleed to death"
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"From the Mac to the Melph to the Caliooo
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"Parle is cool and okay but I rather chill and hustle"
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"Its a Uptown Thing and we bout it"
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We been bout it, you know we bout it
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[Verse 1: Tec-9]
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I'm bout to line all you bitches up in single file
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Commence to punishin you niggaz off of GP ya feel me?
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Hennessey makes me think wicked
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This is for you bitch ass niggaz, I got you terrified to kick it
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Yeah I know yall think I'm bout to click out and shoot something
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I'm from that Group cousin and Trend Setters dont start nothing
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I opened doors and some of you niggaz snuck right in
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Takin credit fa what I created with the bin
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And then I let you holla like its all gravy
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Smilin in my face knowin that ya hate me
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And maybe I'ma let the bigons be bigons
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Speed up the process and let the hollow sink through ya chest
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Confess, we them niggaz that put the 3rd on the map
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Ride on out I dont want no mother fuckin dap
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Fuck rap I'm ready to split you mother fuckers cap
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Poppin mother fuckers ya'll niggaz hear that?
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Lil Ya]
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Check, how could a nigga flip the script and say the "U" aint the shit?
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We keep it crunk, representin non stop ya bitch
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Trend Setters, settin trends boo you know how we do
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Create the slang, slang the tracks and we feed it to you
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To make you love it is our goal
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Our pockets still dont swole
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So it dont matter if you bite what we write (Aint that cold?)
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I aint mad but I dont like whats goin on
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I'm hearin rumors talkin bout the "U" is dead and gone
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Them niggaz wrong fa even thinkin we was breakin up
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Two thugs hit the club straight shakin stuff
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Rest in peace mister Chucks a.k.a. YELLA BOY
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Until we meet you say uh uh send us a praise to the Lord
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Me and Atrice still grip tight
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And for the record we went Plat on "Uptown 4 Life"
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You better believe them niggaz door opened up shop
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But yet and still they refuse to give the "U" or props
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They got it twisted
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Lil Ya]
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Look, niggaz say that I was broke steady fuckin they hoes
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Niggaz say Tec couldnt fuck cause he was fulla that dope
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Niggaz say Yella was dirty he deserved what he got
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Niggaz say my nigga slipt and started smokin them rocks
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Niggaz say one of them hoes straight makin my drank
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Niggaz say a nigga puff a El to higher my day
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Niggaz say Tec was in jail and had the double L
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Nigga say whatever they want but we gon show and tell
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Grip tight is what we like, yall know the Trend Setters
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But the dumbest rumor that I heard is that Tec murdered Yella
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[Tec-9]
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Now some of yall gon hate some a yall gon congradulate
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And to my fans yeah I know you cant wait
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Until the next release
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Cut me loose and speak my peace
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And maybe I'ma give you the inside scoop bout that nigga Baby
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How he hate me, owe me money but its all gravy
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Be a man and give the whole world the real scoop
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The reason you got that deal was because of the "U"
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And I dont see whats the big old fuss
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The only reason Uptown like you is because of us
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Uptown Mother fucker
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[Hook]
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Return Of U.n.l.v.
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| UNLV |
