Tech N9ne - Come Gangsta lyrics

[Intro: Some guys talking] The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paint on his face Whow, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil worshiper You know you see a black dude with red hair And a long beard, I mean look he look scary to me too Yeah that n***a Tech man he sellin' out man That..that's he's doin' that for the white folks That white sh** he doin' man [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I've been writing for Nineteen years for sure Haters in these times n***az don't wanna see me shine Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangsta) And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra) So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangsta n***as, who the f** has always been the bigger G? Hey, I've been bustin' And fizz knuckin' b**hes It tizz nothin' for years puffin' I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin' Heres f** you n***az this is toughin' I (Don't know what the f** you thinkin' telling me this sh** is hella fake) Say, since way back in the days rappin' The blaze happen I raised raves craves days would blade packin' And stage saggin' Theys wackin' Nina stays layed backin' I (Rap at n***az constantly they never know the money Nina makes) Hey, this is amazin' how n***az formulate they hatin' You f**in' fornicate your mistakin' We can never correlate cause you fakin', huh Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh Who's keepin' this shakin', huh (Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina n***az know the rest) Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio Too gangsta for an old lady bro Gangsta n***az don't hate me no wa*ksta n***az won't face me though (Talkin' sh** and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest) Okay [Bridge 1: Tech N9ne] I rep the town harder than any of you n***az Where ever I stand my bills the same punk And you got the nerve to tell me [Hook: Tech N9ne] Come gangsta Throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there Will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every womens a b**h or a who*e When your gangsta Pack ya guns in the club If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I shoulda been done come wit a gun For the ones who bump they gums who the one Said a n***a wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done Said a n***a might scare lil' ones He's a f**in' nightmare, here he comes Really red hair and my face painted They said (Gangsta) Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangsta) But I really ain't (Gangsta) I need to come a little (Gangsta) Scritch the scratch the n***a fat tone is so (Gangsta) You need a bit of that (Gangsta) You need to hang wit a (Gangsta) Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangsta) Brother Lynch is (Gangsta) The Bigga Figga is (Gangsta) 57 RDVs are so (Gangsta) The n***a fifty is so (Gangsta) They say When you in them streets, creep creep Cause some gangstas want a head blast Cause I run with the red rags And try make the feds flash Try to swipe my bread stash (That's that bullsh** I'm gon' skip and try to go get the money grip) Okay, you n***az k** me in Nosferatu ?? bit my sh** Cause you n***az fill me surprised that I got you right here with my sh** So you gotta be thankful to who? By the way homie what's gangsta to you? (Money, dope and alcohol and plenty b**hes all up on your dick) I got that How can C-Bo be wrong? How can Yukmouth be wrong? How can Lynch be wrong? How can 2Pac be wrong? b**h! [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon' shine But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine! This ain't no punk sh** n***a this is strength at it's finest I made this sh** so you all you sins can rewind it Meaning, you p**ys who says this Tech sh** ain't hard for real And try to disregard the real You motherf**ers is hard to feel I get your d**h threats cause I'm the king b**h Money, groupies, d**, alcohol and bling sh** But I stay a hella game And you punks is so lame Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole tank I've been with every rapper who's legendary Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard Cause I bring the heater Love me cause I'm your leader b**hes they s** my peter While I drinkin' Margaritas n***az get layed down Seven displayed sounds N9ne the crayzed klown Lines like sprayed rounds This is for all you haters who don't pump my sh** If you say this ain't gangsta then you can s** my dick! I might look like a clown But you n***az sound like a motherf**in' circus f** you motherf**ers! [Outro: Yukmouth] This n***a is the tightest n***a movin' man I mean...Tech N9ne will demolish all you n***az From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk Tech N9ne