Tec-9 What Ya Like lyrics

Chorus

Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b*tch who ain't afraid to suck the bozack

Verse One
{Tec-9}

Back on that ass with a grove to make you move
Best believe what I say is what I prove got no time for playin'
If ya know what I'm sayin' because an n*gga can't be have steppin'
For them stanky ass hoes who hate me for what I do
Shout goes out to you!
Givin' them hoes what they like on a rainy night
I'm a n*gga with enough nut for everybody
If ya want you can get it because I got it
Now break a n*gga off and let me hit that cat
Don't act like that cuz I know you know me from way back
People from the neck say my sh*t so fat!
I never fell off and changed my style like them other clowns
Just another grove for my n*ggas and my b*tches
If ya down with the three repeat after me
Kickin' it on them hoes them dog ass hoes
I'm kickin' kickin' kickin' on them dog ass hoes
Now how many b*tches remember that
I'm bringin' it back because ya hit it when I put ya on the map
I'm like a dealer pullin' chips out my shoes mutherf*cker!
It's that grove part two
Chorus

Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b*tch who ain't afraid to suck the bozack

Verse Two
{Tec-9}

Now I'm a keep rollin' because I'm stayin' on my feet
And it won't be long before I make another creep
The stanky ass hoes who try to take what I have
Is walkin' around the same neighborhood lookin' bad
f*ckin' anything that walk just to get another hit
I'm feelin' for a nut so you can suck upon my di*k
I remember them times I kept yo pockets fat
If you was in trouble I was slangin' the gat
Bustin' heads cuttin' throats all that for that dog ho
I'm breakin' her off proper and she still wanted more
Givin' her everything I had plus a lil' extra
I couldn't believe this b*tch want to f*ck up
The minute I dump ya I made the right move
So baby you can dry yo eyes I'm still rollin'
With my Tec-9 Crew!
Chorus

Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b*tch who ain't afraid to suck the bozack

Verse Three
{Tec-9}

Chillin' at uptown where all my love at
n*gga be dissin' the "U" not expecting' us to diss 'em back
To tell you the truth I thought sh*t was real funny
Ya got nothin' but an laugh and I'm still makin' money
I got no love for an weak mutherf*cker
Who try to make an name for they self reppin' on another n*gga
So I'm a flow on and go on that nickel b*tch asked for the di*k
I Guess I have to get my serve on
But in the mean time I got to sell tapes
Money to be mad then money I'll make
I don't ask no broad and don't give none
b*tches be all up in my sh*t thinkin' I'm a break 'em off some
So Holla at a n*gga if ya comprehend Mutherf*cker
The grin I'm in
Chorus

Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b*tch
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b*tch who ain't afraid to suck the bozack