Lyrics Keep It One Hunit - Tech N9ne Collabos
If
you
at
the
rink
put
ya
skates
on
Roll
with
the
nina
celebrate
and
that
the
day
gone
Just
because
the
DJ
aint
diggin
and
pumpin
they
song
Mediocre
rappers
pick
tecca
nina
to
hate
on
And
they
do
it
all
night
and
day
long
but
when
they
see
me
that
frowned
up
hatin
face
gone
Ain′t
no
rah
uh
reason
ya
fronted
ya
should've
just
kept
it
one
hunit
learn
how
to
make
ya
face
stay
stone
Why
you
comin
at
me
like
that,
is
it
cause
I
came
up
you
mad,
Cause
ya
see
me
with
all
this
cash
(Keep
it
one
hunit)
Homie
it
aint
no
changin
me,
Yeah
I′m
still
the
same
OG
and
on
my
momma
I'm
always
be
(Keep
it
one
hunit)
One
hunit
that's
the
reason
big
dog
was
called
representer
of
the
five
block
villian
nigga
dog
well
respected
in
the
crime
don
way
back
to
pauls
that′s
my
liquor
store
my
hood
where
I
swang
my
balls
for
you
young
niggas
that
aint
know
that
really
don′t
know
the
name
check
my
history
eventually
you'll
get
told
the
same
nigga
big
dogs
a
damn
fool
a
fixture
in
the
game
and
I
play
it
by
my
own
rules
damned
if
Imma
change
I
was
raised
in
this
gang
bang
lived
through
this
gang
bang
homies
that
done
died
so
I
got
pride
in
this
gang
bang
fuck
nigga
bring
it,
if
it′s
beef
then
Imma
eat
it
Imma
beast
and
I'm
conseded
I
have
yet
to
be
defeated
naw
I′m
indefeated
that's
a
hard
days
work
boy
don′t
make
me
pull
your
skirt
and
show
your
pussy
on
the
turf
Nigga!
I'm
vill
walkin'
shit
talkin′
on
this
fucking
track,
the
show
me′s
finest
show
your
highness
how
you
love
that.
Im
a
playa,
ma'fuck
haters,
and
this
a
thin
line
(shit)
but
thas
what
separates
us.
If
they
smart,
they
are
the
segregaters,
team
of
Kansas
city
chiefs,
wit
a
ma′fuckin
Raider.
Thats
a
problem
in
the
makin',
a
problem
in
the
matrix,
people
thats
unplugged
(man)
would
probably
be
the
safest.
So
understand
I
hope
this
hood
shit
sacred,
hand
on
the
bible
I
shoot
it
out
to
satin,
if
he
ever
did
say
shit,
I
really
would
be
finer,
ya
you
heard
me
nigga,
anytime
cuz,
still
serving
nickels,
step
ya
grind
up,
I
knew
the
game
was
dirty
b′fore
I
signed
up,
ya
this
rap
shit
is
circus
full
of
clowns
and,
otha
weirdos
acting
silly
for
the
croud,
then
they
think
we
all
the
same
till
my
pistols
get
to
plowin,
so
a
hunit
aint
enough,
gotta
keep
it
one
thousand.
It
sounds
like
they
wanna
claim
KC
king
They
can't
advance
in
this
game
cause
they
weakling
When
in
the
trap
making
penis
that
can′t
see
things
Like
me
at
marina
grog
and
galey
mane
feasting
Party
of
70
at
the
(fogo
da'chao)
You
niggas
small
time,
me
and
travis
mobilin'
now
Holding
us
down
almost
everybody
know
what
it
sounds
of
Tecca
nina
despite
the
hate
you
be
throwing
around
From
now
on
they
will
not
talk
nay
talk
And
they
family
won′t
have
to
walk
cross
grave
moss
I′m
the
king
it
because
I
mob
boss
pay
cost
I
pro
ball
on
em
they
rock
chalk
Jayhawk
So
bow
down
cause
the
king
gets
hyphy
If
you
slight
me
ain't
no
stopping
the
nina
the
almighty
Don′t
you
see
the
snake
and
bat
shining
brightly
Keep
it
one
hunit
if
your
rappers
don't
really
like
me,
fight
me!
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1 O.G.
2 FU Pay Me
3 Gamer
4 Keep It One Hunit
5 Harvey Dent
6 What's Next
7 Too Many Girls
8 KC Tea
9 Loud
10 Loud
11 Need More Angels
12 Need More Angels
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