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Tech N9ne Collabos

Genres: Hip-Hop

Wheels Like Hill Lyrics - Tech N9ne Collabos

Ill's my skill 

Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya) 

Kill my chill 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

Wheels like Hill (wheels) 

Wheels like HIll (wheels) 

Wheels like Hill (get gone) 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

 

Got wheels like Hill on her 

Ran so far away now I'm Bill Croner 

I appeal to the mill, tryna steal 

Want a lot a bills so to get the skrill I'm bout to peel on ya 

(Pewm) 

Like I got a rocket in my pocket 

Doing me wrongs while getting gone is the topic 

Stop it, you ain't gotta lie Craig 

I know the woman wanna be sinning cause of my bread 

That's cool, I was the man even at school 

Fast shoes yes I been winning before the tattoos 

Way before my cash grew, I was dodging the fake 

It is not a mistake 

If you faulty I gotta skate, wait 

 

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Ill's my skill 

Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya) 

Kill my chill 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

Wheels like Hill (wheels) 

Wheels like HIll (wheels) 

Wheels like Hill (get gone) 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

 

Ready set go-o-o 

Little work but feeling creds, know-o-o 

Everybody see my check grow-o-o 

So come a gold digger I'ma get low-o-o-o-o 

Speed racer, believe I'ma erase ya 

If you a cheese chaser and not a glee maker 

Nigga please is what I feed faker 

She take a L to the hell I wouldn't pay ya to be my leave raker 

I ain't running because I'm scared of you honey 

Running for happy 'cause you was always aware of new money 

And that's cold like blue bunny 

So from you I gotta shake 

Girl ya traits ain't too great 

Too late, I gotta brake, wait 

 

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Ill's my skill 

Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya) 

Kill my chill 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

Wheels like Hill (wheels) 

Wheels like HIll (wheels) 

Wheels like Hill (get gone) 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

 

I rock with too few, I blocks a new boo 

Specially if she running with a prostitute crew 

Gots to lose you 'cause thots are boo-boo 

Poopoohead, she's a poopy face, a caca poo-poo 

If she come and try to get my money 

I'ma say the stuff to make her eyes runny 

A bitch'll get nothing but straight lies from me 

Wanna get with me 'cause they don't wanna die bummy 

I got it and I ain't giving nothing to y'all man 

I do the opposite of run the small pace 

Seein' nothing but dirt spun in y'all face 

Got it but I ain't even begun to ball, wait 

 

Ill's my skill 

Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya) 

Kill my chill 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

Wheels like Hill (wheels) 

Wheels like HIll (wheels) 

Wheels like Hill (get gone) 

So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) 

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