He Wanna Be Paid Lyrics - Tech N9ne

(Intro) 

Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne) 

Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby) 

But this time, I'ma talk about one of my friends baby 

(yeah) yo it's been long overdue baby (that's right) 

Long Overdue (how we do it) 

But you asked for it 

So now I gotta give it to you, (give it to you) 

Get Paid 

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(Verse 1) 

Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I know 

From the M and the O 

A chemical nigga who says I got criminal flows 

I'ma set the record straight for a second 

Everybody knows this nigga is hot-headed 

And due for a mic checkin. 

You drew first blood in '94 

Trickin with my baby momma 

You know the one you called a ho 

I'ma let you know 

That if you take it back to the past 

When I was squeezing hella ass and playin hookie 

You can ask my bro, He will let you know 

Back then I shared my pussy. 

You was using music as a form of pursuing 

Pussy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwin 

Who the fuck is you foolin? 

I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic down 

Straight interrupt yo show 

And serve yo ass in her nightgown 

Right now 

Fuck the rappin, we can fight now 

Tight style, Sell for miles 

Change the name Vell to Vall 

Call him Dame or Gal 

Cause the way he came was foul 

Nigga that's bitch shit 

Tech N9ne you dissed it 

But they missed it 

Told me that you sold 200, 000 with pride 

But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside 

But you sold 5, 000 Nationwide 

You a clown man 

You niggaz think I jokin, go check the SoundScan 

All I wanna know is. 

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(Chorus) 

Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up 

Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa 

Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up 

Something wrong with his medullah oblongota. 

(Verse 2) 

Yo 

This nigga struggling to be the better man 

Why fuck around with a tech milla meter 

When you know the nigga is a clever brand 

Naw, I ain't never ever seen the niggaz video 

Cause It never ran 

And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran? 

Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right 

'86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne right 

'89, '90, I was rippin hella shows, don't you even try cat 

'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the best 

Motherfucker can you buy that? 

We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas City 

That's small time 

That's why yo shit will never be in the hands of many 

My shit is clean and packs a punch pal 

And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy hurl and drunk style 

This nigga is failin in the biz 

Bets step behind this 

Don't know where his mind is 

That's why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is 

Tech Tech N9ne is 

Kansas City's Finest 

All I wanna know is. 

(Chorus) 

Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up 

Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa 

Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up 

Something wrong with his medullah oblongota. 

Yo, the fact is we both ain't makin no real money 

And I'm blastin a nigga which makes the situation real funny 

I'm beginning to see real deals, real scrill and real honeys 

And you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy 

He said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't work 

Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out when I whip my cock out 

And say I seen you comin out of Roc house 

This is the third round knockout 

When you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop out 

Tellin motherfuckers we bit (Let's Get Fucked Up) 

From yo just locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce) 

Knowin the shit that we spit (Make bitches wanna fuck) 

And make niggaz get on they grit (And yo shit don't) 

We officially bumped heads at the Lou Ou 

Niggaz are through now 

Who growled at the Holy Temple Bandits Crew style 

Niggaz are too foul 

Sole and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wet 

You sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMX 

Now I'ma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil 

Said Tech rappin on his shit payin for him and his kids meals 

I feel bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it out 

A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded out... 

(Chorus) 

Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me? 

(He wanna get paid) 

Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up 

Midwest Side will chase him down with a choppa 

Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up 

Something wrong with his medullah oblongota 

Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up 

Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa 

Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up 

Something wrong with his medullah oblongota 

(Outro) 

NIGGA 

A gift from me to you, this what you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread 

(blows kiss)