[Intro: Tech N9ne]
(Tech N9ne)
KC PD you got a buster workin' for ya
He be yappin' to Hooters employees and alertin' employers
Not to hang out with Tecca Nina cause some investigation
With a yellow Hummer I got with drugs so I'm searchin' for ya
Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken 'fore I bomb you
Don't be hatin' on me the bitches to get them on you
I ain't got no yellow Hummer homie that's non true
King of KC rap but just know that this damu keep the
[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
[Interlude]
(Kutt Calhoun, mob these motherfuckers)
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Killer cities, killer centerfolds and gangs and niggas snitchin'
On the block you lose your life over the thangs that niggas grippin'
In the kitchen that discovery will clear a niggas vision
When he sittin' in the pen readin' 'bout everything he did
And to the point where niggas never get to make it to preliminary
Hearings cause of loyalty thats broken in the syndicate
Nowadays you shoot either you kill or rep a medikit
Insurgents don't be caring bout a past rep a manuscript
Thats why i keep a Russian in possession on my person
My Kalashinkov will speak 'til our hood beat is talkin' foreign
Your beefin' on our warrant, got no time to have my family
Comin' to you funeral, presume you'll just handle me
And this is how it is, when you livin' in the Mid, killer city nickname
Kansas City killer kid, so don't get it confused
Cause we get it how we spit it all raw and uncut battle
Width for any with it, when we trip and it's
(Tech N9ne)
KC PD you got a buster workin' for ya
He be yappin' to Hooters employees and alertin' employers
Not to hang out with Tecca Nina cause some investigation
With a yellow Hummer I got with drugs so I'm searchin' for ya
Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken 'fore I bomb you
Don't be hatin' on me the bitches to get them on you
I ain't got no yellow Hummer homie that's non true
King of KC rap but just know that this damu keep the
[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun]
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
(If there's drama niggas cock it then pop it then wild out, it's the-)
Brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
It's the brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
I'ma brr, pop, and the chh-chh, pow-pow
[Interlude]
(Kutt Calhoun, mob these motherfuckers)
[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
Killer cities, killer centerfolds and gangs and niggas snitchin'
On the block you lose your life over the thangs that niggas grippin'
In the kitchen that discovery will clear a niggas vision
When he sittin' in the pen readin' 'bout everything he did
And to the point where niggas never get to make it to preliminary
Hearings cause of loyalty thats broken in the syndicate
Nowadays you shoot either you kill or rep a medikit
Insurgents don't be caring bout a past rep a manuscript
Thats why i keep a Russian in possession on my person
My Kalashinkov will speak 'til our hood beat is talkin' foreign
Your beefin' on our warrant, got no time to have my family
Comin' to you funeral, presume you'll just handle me
And this is how it is, when you livin' in the Mid, killer city nickname
Kansas City killer kid, so don't get it confused
Cause we get it how we spit it all raw and uncut battle
Width for any with it, when we trip and it's
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