Chorus
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack
Verse One
{Tec-9}
Back on that a** 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***a can't be have steppin'
For them stanky a** 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***a with enough nut for everybody
If ya want you can get it because I got it
Now break a n***a 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** so fat!
I never fell off and changed my style like them other clowns
Just another grove for my n***as and my b**hes
If ya down with the three repeat after me
Kickin' it on them hoes them dog a** hoes
I'm kickin' kickin' kickin' on them dog a** hoes
Now how many b**hes 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**er!
It's that grove part two
Chorus
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** 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 a** hoes who try to take what I have
Is walkin' around the same neighborhood lookin' bad
f**in' anything that walk just to get another hit
I'm feelin' for a nut so you can s** upon my dick
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**h want to f** 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**h
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack
Verse Three
{Tec-9}
Chillin' at uptown where all my love at
n***a be dissin' the "U" not expecting' us to diss 'em back
To tell you the truth I thought sh** was real funny
Ya got nothin' but an laugh and I'm still makin' money
I got no love for an weak mutherf**er
Who try to make an name for they self reppin' on another n***a
So I'm a flow on and go on that nickel b**h asked for the dick
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**hes be all up in my sh** thinkin' I'm a break 'em off some
So Holla at a n***a if ya comprehend Mutherf**er
The grin I'm in
Chorus
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a nasty b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
I like a freaky b**h
Tec-9 what ya like
As a matter of fact
I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack