Give It Up Tech N9ne (Ft. Ces Cru & Lebowski)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
It's for real emcees only, nigga
Everybody on this mothafuckin' flow
This real shit right here
Lebowski hit 'em!

[Verse 1: Lebowski]
Gotta give it up 'cause it is a must plus
I'm fast like a rushed bus
On her ass we bust nuts
Then we smash past your city
Never last, the big bucks
I'ma gas this pair up
Whoop ass and kick dust
They try to talk tall but their money is straight dwarf
And you won't think it's funny when we pull up in the grey Porsche
We treat 'em like stray whores
We leavin' their face sore
Got the gun in the safe
Shoot from the waist and the case fall
Keep on testin' me especially when my ass be up on it
It'll be a death, defeat, don't mess with me
Killing off all opponents
Never slipping, never tripping off money, matterless moments
Will you take it or you'll leave it
If you'll leave it you don't want it
I'm a strange individual
Leaving you suckers to drown
The flow's continuous, when I begin to it
Chopping your bitch, it goes up for the pound
I cover the turf of the pelagic sound
I'ma diminish 'em off to the ground
We never knew gimmick, you know that we clowns
They all get with it when they hear the sound