Nothin’ Tech N9ne (Ft. Big Scoob & Messy Marv)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I used to press my Dickies with Sta-Flo
Sold pieces for my reli chasin' peso
Now they want me with nothin' cause I let my pay show
So I hop inside of my Mercedes and let the bass go
On you hatin' ass niggas, I deserve everything I get, a creatin' cash getter
I ain't puttin the 2 on the 10 I'm makin' vast figures
You fags bitter mad wanna be fakin' class with us
How they thinkin' they gonna come and conquer us?
Little Mini Cooper hatin' on a monster truck
Ponder such, I'll have you up in yonder stuck
Not a nare not a breath a stutter that conjure a
Nothin', nathin', the ruger's penetration
Inside of ya head it was soundin' like it's bassin'
Boom bing bang on you haters in the game
Strange lane takin' aim ain't a damn thang sane
I get it in, want some drama? Well I can fit it in
We can make it so you're no longer a citizen
Suction, from beneath you we just a little dust'n
All because I'm bringin' the bucks in

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They wanna leave me with nothin' (Uh-uh)
But they ain't talkin 'bout nothin' (Uh-uh)
So I ain't trippin' on nothin' (Uh-uh)
They come to get me I'm bustin' (Uh-huh)
They wanna leave me with nothin' (Uh-uh)
But they ain't talkin 'bout nothin' (Uh-uh)
So I ain't trippin' on nothin' (Uh-uh)
They come to get me I'm bustin', bustin' (Uh-huh)