U.N.L.V. - Tec-9 What Ya Like lyrics

Chorus Tec-9 what ya like I like a nasty b**h Tec-9 what ya like I like a freaky b**h Tec-9 what ya like As a matter of fact I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack Verse one {tec-9} Back on that a** with a grove to make you move Best believe what I say is what I prove got no time for playin' If ya know what I'm sayin' because an n***a can't be have steppin' For them stanky a** hos who hate me for what I do Shout goes out to you! Givin' them hos what they like on a rainy night I'm a n***a with enough nut for everybody If ya want you can get it because I got it Now break a n***a off and let me hit that cat Don't act like that cuz I know you know me from way back People from the neck say my sh** so fat! I never fell off and changed my style like them other clowns Just another grove for my n***as and my b**hes If ya down with the three repeat after me Kickin' it on them hos them dog a** hos I'm kickin' kickin' kickin' on them dog a** hos Now how many b**hes remember that I'm bringin' it back because ya hit it when I put ya on the map I'm like a dealer pullin' chips out my shoes mutherf**er! It's that grove part two Chorus Tec-9 what ya like I like a nasty b**h Tec-9 what ya like I like a freaky b**h Tec-9 what ya like As a matter of fact I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack Verse two {tec-9} Now I'm a keep rollin' because I'm stayin' on my feet And it won't be long before I make another creep The stanky a** hos who try to take what I have Is walkin' around the same neighborhood lookin' bad f**in' anything that walk just to get another hit I'm feelin' for a nut so you can s** upon my dick I remember them times I kept yo pockets fat If you was in trouble I was slangin' the gat Bustin' heads cuttin' throats all that for that dog ho I'm breakin' her off proper and she still wanted more Givin' her everything I had plus a lil' extra I couldn't believe this b**h want to f** up The minute I dump ya I made the right move So baby you can dry yo eyes I'm still rollin' With my tec-9 crew! Chorus Tec-9 what ya like I like a nasty b**h Tec-9 what ya like I like a freaky b**h Tec-9 what ya like As a matter of fact I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack Verse three {tec-9} Chillin' at uptown where all my love at n***a be dissin' the u not expecting' us to diss 'em back To tell you the truth I thought sh** was real funny Ya got nothin' but an laugh and I'm still makin' money I got no love for an weak mutherf**er Who try to make an name for they self reppin' on another n***a So I'm a flow on and go on that nickel b**h asked for the dick I guess I have to get my serve on But in the mean time I got to sell tapes Money to be mad then money I'll make I don't ask no broad and don't give none b**hes be all up in my sh** thinkin' I'm a break 'em off some So holla at a n***a if ya comprehend mutherf**er The grin I'm in Chorus Tec-9 what ya like I like a nasty b**h Tec-9 what ya like I like a freaky b**h Tec-9 what ya like As a matter of fact I like a I b**h who ain't afraid to s** the bozack