Tekster:
Tech Nine Breathe

BREATHE!) Say some punks around and some buckin' guns (BREATHE!) Spray guns might result in you bussin' some (BREATHE!) Verse 3: Get sprayed by the Tech

of calm? helpfully let me hit this model in the grado.? I like all woman, tall woman, and small woman. Ya gotta let tech knees tease your shakra.? Species

D And throw 'em to mah Dawgs in the red sea Now lets see if he can swim back to shore Chunks missin' yellin' I don't wanna mess wit tech no more I know you don't Tech

take it to the middle of the floor (Yo') Harass them niggas, get up in em like the po-po's/ Still flow, so cold/ Krayzie's Techs are raisin' at ya/ Aimed

like techs bust mechanical Rusty goner weasel painting beats on an easel Shoot a head up What bitch you're boxing shadows Look out my way you pull your breath

Push your seat back, just flow... That's how we doin it Bound by honest sword take over the set; rap from here to Que-bec Throw up the tech, crash

No doubt Mad Skillz for the nine five shot son Yeah, forever people wreckin' shit Get closer to your speaker, it's Mad Skillz the mic freaker The cordless

one hand on your neck The other hand is attached to the tech Your next move could mean life or death Make move, take baby steps Hold that thought, n****, save your breath

[intro - tech] Ha ha ha ha, we bout to do this Tech niner, sole' Bout to make that ass hot baby Like this, yo [female singing] I heard the party didn