[Intro: Kutt Calhoun]
Somebody tell me what the fuck's goin' on with these niggas out here man? I ain't understand it, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm the Kansas City nigga, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Straight from Killa City, man. And what niggas do around here, man. They keep to theyself. But I see these niggas, man. The way they look at me when I roll, they sideways frowns and shit, man. And I just wanna let you bitch-ass niggas know, I see you niggas, man
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
You see me roll in the Chevy, know that I'm doing it heavy
Your body language will tell me nigga, I see you nigga
The Fendi kicks and the belvi the skinny jeans and the smelly
When I walk past is making you wanna be me nigga
But I ain't mad, matter fact impressed
A hatin' campain, I didn't know I had one yet
That was the same thing I was just asking Tech
He told me niggas get mad at established vets
They wanna steal your swagger, and kill your laughter
Stick every nigga who get rich and you with daggers
Will smile up in your face, but then will boo you after
It's all the same, part of the game when you's a factor
So niggas keep on feeding me all the fuel to gas up
My passion, I'm blasting right through and past ya
And you won't have to worry 'bout the ruins after
'Cause Kutty Cal's the sho'nuff, who? The master
[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & Tech N9ne]
Yo, you muggin' hard on the low
I see it
The way you look at my car when I roll
I see it
But no, even with my sucka duckas on
I see it
You hatin' on me
I see it
Quit fakin' homie
I see it
Yo, you muggin' hard on the low
I see it
The way you look at my car when I roll
I see it
But no, even with my sucka duckas on
I see it
You hatin' on me
I see it
Quit fakin' homie
I see it
Somebody tell me what the fuck's goin' on with these niggas out here man? I ain't understand it, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm the Kansas City nigga, man, you know what I'm sayin'? Straight from Killa City, man. And what niggas do around here, man. They keep to theyself. But I see these niggas, man. The way they look at me when I roll, they sideways frowns and shit, man. And I just wanna let you bitch-ass niggas know, I see you niggas, man
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
You see me roll in the Chevy, know that I'm doing it heavy
Your body language will tell me nigga, I see you nigga
The Fendi kicks and the belvi the skinny jeans and the smelly
When I walk past is making you wanna be me nigga
But I ain't mad, matter fact impressed
A hatin' campain, I didn't know I had one yet
That was the same thing I was just asking Tech
He told me niggas get mad at established vets
They wanna steal your swagger, and kill your laughter
Stick every nigga who get rich and you with daggers
Will smile up in your face, but then will boo you after
It's all the same, part of the game when you's a factor
So niggas keep on feeding me all the fuel to gas up
My passion, I'm blasting right through and past ya
And you won't have to worry 'bout the ruins after
'Cause Kutty Cal's the sho'nuff, who? The master
[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun & Tech N9ne]
Yo, you muggin' hard on the low
I see it
The way you look at my car when I roll
I see it
But no, even with my sucka duckas on
I see it
You hatin' on me
I see it
Quit fakin' homie
I see it
Yo, you muggin' hard on the low
I see it
The way you look at my car when I roll
I see it
But no, even with my sucka duckas on
I see it
You hatin' on me
I see it
Quit fakin' homie
I see it
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