| Welcome to everready
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| Welcome to everready
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| Welcome to everready
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| The Religion!
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| First thing I wanna say is (what!)
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us It’s the one
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| With a name of a gun
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| Look at me mamma what I become
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| It’s a, monsta, gangsta, fast
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| But I want to, thank ya for the last
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| Thirty-three
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| Becuase everybodys heard of me And if they say that i’m fakin’momma it’s purgary
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| Cause your son comes with thunda now
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| That’s why they wonder why we headline when I’m underground
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| In this mainstream game
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| My gang brings pain, to cowards
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| Said I’m done Calli give me the power
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| Come on wit it (HAA!)
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| You industry punks I hope you fakes die
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| Cuase most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
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| Was that shit loud enough to hear
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| Loud enough to eco throguh the city and bust your ears
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| Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
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| Sell crazy somewhere else trick (Were all stocked in here)
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| Hey! |
| I think I wanna say it again, y’all
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us No can do
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us No can do
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us No can do
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us Can’t fuck wit us Can’t fuck wit us Can’t fuck wit us Yo! |
| Big Krizz Kalico
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| Tell 'em, y’all can’t fuck wit us
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| Y’all can’t fuck wit us Fuck niggaz that got it in for me Pretend to cry, still got there energy
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| Loud, dudes feeling to be proud
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| Dude full of frown
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| Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches
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| For the Bianca’s and Beatrice’s
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| The Beatrice’s is miraculous
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| You don’t want to go on after us (No)
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| This is a slip of ridiculous
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| Cant get with us flows
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| Actually a bit of babalin’in your soul up We all grown up And when we blown up Don’t get to frontin'
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| I’ll get you country boys nuttin'
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| You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour
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| Cause them heads boppin’in the crowd’s ours (ABSOLUTE POWER!)
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| Main thing is taking over this mainstream
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| The game seems like they been waiting for a new A team
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| Ask Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and Spliff
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| But me and Tech N9ne, well y’all ain’t fucking with
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| This beat make me wanna say hallaylooya (HAHAHA)
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| Yo but instead I’ma say (what!)
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| Y’all can’t fuck with us
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| Y’all can’t fuck with us Okay this stopin’addiction (Now we got y’all listenin'!)
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| Just a fraction of friction
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| From the act you was missin'
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| If you was actually listenin'
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| You’d see whose ass you be kissin'(MUWHA)
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| Your dealin’with one hell of a brotha ya see
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| I’m anghellic but devils bring out the devil in me
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| I might pull the bullet so cover you see
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| A goody, goody get hoody less for messin’with me This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
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| Simply done best to get to get next to it so I repped is all
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| Grab your breast to this havin’sex next so pop your crystal
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| Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them DRAWERS
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| Tis to men to The one you wan to take a stand to You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like sh&oo
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| You might try but you can’t do what Aaron and Sam do You tryin’to ban who
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| No can do It’s a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
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| Y’all can’t fuck with us!
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| It’s not that y’all wack that got it so bad
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| It’s that y’all pissed cuase we got it so good
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| Welcome to Tech world |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Can Do , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album Everready, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп