Tech N9ne Pow Pow song lyrics

Tech N9ne

KC PD you got a busta workin for ya

He be yappin to Hooters employees and alertin employers

Not to hang out with Tecca Nina cuz some investigation

with with a yellow Hummer I got with drugs so I'm searchin for ya

Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken before I bomb you

Dont be hatin on me the bitches to get them on you

I aint got no yellow Hummer homie thats non true

King of KC rappers know that this?? keep the??? Pow Pow

If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin??? out its the??? Pow Pow

Kutt Calhoun mob these mothafuckas

Kutt Calhoun

Killer cities, killer centerfolds and gangs and niggas snitchin

on the block you lose your life over the thangs that niggas grippin

in the kitchen that discovery will clear a niggas vision

when he sittin in the pen readin about everything he did

and to the point where niggas never get to make it to preliminary

hearings cause of loyalty thats broken in the syndicate

nowadays you shoot either you kill or rep a medikit insurgents dont be caring bout a past rep a manuscript

thats why i keep a Russian in possession on my person

my Kalashinkov will speak till our hood beat is talkin foreign

your beefin on our warrant, got no time to have my family

comin to you funeral, presume you'll just handle me

and this is how it is, when you livin in the Mid, killa city nickname

Kansas City killa kid, so dont get it confused

cuz we get it how we spit it all raw and uncut battle width for any with it

when we trip and its??? Pow Pow

If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin??? out its the??? Pow Pow

Aint from around here know you about it to slide out

Tay Diggs let 'em have it

Tay Diggs

Yeah we runnin the crime rate

catch me on the e way doin a?? feelin the gun spray

ya'll fucks with Tech N9ne and claps shit to the gun??

its back to the checks mo baggies and mo K's

We hella old niggas hittin the??? from???

I'm on plate, im rappin for a reason

clappin for no reason I just love the desert eagles

and im fuckin with the mags i just love to plug my peoples

these suckas aint my evil, we live life fast

and they try to tell me stop, but all we know is gas

No brakes so catch me on the crip side

right up on the street, likes cannon on my hip side

I'm G maggin and my young life's maney

do whatever for the dough and we smokin on grates

reload that thang and I'll make ya'll a shake

for the mob and do the job and I fucks to survive, nigga??? Pow Pow

If theres drama niggas coppin and poppin while out its the??? Pow Pow

Aint from around here know you about it to slide out??? go get em