歌手:Tech N9ne
专辑:《Calm Before the Storm》

作曲 : Juan, Tech N9ne
I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass5-6 the spot homie smoking grass
Pass me the drink watch a ************* get towed down
Tech gave the low down
Now it's time to put the hoes down
I came and questions got the *************
Guessing 'bout the ************* ****** the white too quick
Nothin' but a trick ************* now
I'm on another journey
Had no rub', hope the ************* don't burn me
Ten hours away, then
I'm on my way to
Cali L.ATo make
Gs, pretty ******* and palm trees35 south 40 going west15 the opposite of north on a quest[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Looking for some
Kansas City hoes to poke
But rellish floats my boat
Keep a ************* for live in my pocket
I gotta get mine
Keeping suspicious middle niggers behind my line
Rewind my rhyme,
Nina with many ****** styles
Pack my bag now
I'm out pal
Kick it with some biancas up in
Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Hit it right then
I'm out, no diggity no doubt
Rich man suits,? her face off in the pillow
The next morning dippin' met some biancs in
AmarilloGive me the number bianc so that when we come back through
Play some questions with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh40 west, to
Alberquerque on through the
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3
DQIs down with us, you can say what you say
Kansas City all day, offer rellish on my way to
L.A[Hook - Tech N9ne & (Don Juan)] (2x)
On our way to
CaliAll we want is the palm trees a pretty ************* (and become rich)
Rogue dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
Turn Cali to
Missouri[Verse 3 - Don Juan]
We hit the highway, the fly way
Doing ************* *************s waste no time
Make a pit stop bumpin' old school hip-hop
Midwestside never flip-flop
*************s get dropped, all about the rellish when we creep
Stopped in
Oklahoma City got us a suite
Gave *************s much love, passed much bud
Come here baby get at me show what you made of12 20 north-west, a little get together
Beautiful ladies, nobody shady
Down-ass homies, nobody phony
Everything was dandy
So wassup to my homegirls
TammyTachey and
Tez, right too thick
Misery *************s, right too sick
We gotta make that group
We gotta jet, seven forty seven style
Oh *************t, eleven hundred mo' miles[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne]
L.A. two-way my on
The chronic up in
L.A. we stayed high gone
Wake up show flows see hoes on the 405
Already hell alive when
I arriveMidwest style no
Cristal just
Caribou Lou
Feel like
I'm an alien like
Mr. Sulu a new crew but who?
Them road dog *************s from
MizzizyWe rollin' on
Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy
What's the real dough, we got that real flow
You other busters coming fake like a dildo
And if you wanna try a ************* from the misery get with me
And me show you what the
Tecca Nina kill fo'
I'm out for stacks baby, creating plaques baby
After I'm making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe
Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the
RoxyI'm off and can't a mother******* stop me
I'm off *************