TECH N9NE LYRICS - Fan Or Foe

"Fan Or Foe"



Back up wait a minute

Why you looking at me like that

Do you really wanna trip, are you flipping the script?

Do you wanna rap with a nigga?

Are we bangin' so whoop in a rip?

I don't ever want us to come the bustin' off shots, nigga misery can't produce enough cops and

Don't know if you willin' or what?

All you wanna do is freestyle in the cut

Fan or foe I don't really know

Off at the show niggas they know

what I look like, was a good night

now it's looking like a motherfucker wanna jack all me doe

Come up to me

My kids would be chillin'

Better think twice I'm a 5-6 villain

All they wanna talk about

I did it

When I did it

Man I thought I was gonna get a bullet in a minute

You should be careful how you walk upon us

Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it

I know they wait for Tecca Ninna moments

Till the opponent be poppin' up and he's you don't it

We don't if they be tripin' or not (no)

Probably 'cause all of them live on the block

When you're rapping niggas know what you got

Toughest ever, when you up on the top

Show some respect when you approach me

Don't you be mugging me?

Might have that drug in me

Plugging a nigga, for nearly shrugging me

Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping, geeking

Whether man or hoe

But the grandma so bama, stama

I don't know if you fan or foe



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If he trippin', we can go

Peeping like he's seeking doe

Want to throw or want to poe

I don't know if you fan or foe

I don't know if you fan or foe

I don't know if you fan or foe

Easy, how you're speakin' bro'

I don't know if you fan or foe



Now be easy how you're speakin' bro'

T-Nutty, a young flow heathin', don't be chokin'

So your ass and you'll be walkin' off with it broken

Run up on motherfuckers in the open

Making them shut up

Woofing with that cold shit

Cut the shinanigans

Nigga you think this is with manikans

Thinking you're slicker than lotion

Back up wait a minute why you're looking at me like that

I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame but if you get the tripping' than I'm giving up my game

Never catch me slippin'

You can get it out your brain

Maine Fan or Foe!

Some kinda nigga tryin' to get his hands on my doe

But if you really want come on

And try to get on, you can be the opponent chokin' with hands on your throat

Man I'm a low

Wantin' a background for Sac Town

Better watch out from the Blao Blao

Black out, black out, black out, black out (braararararaa ttataaaaa)

Stay with my killers that be knockin' noodles

Wakin' the game the blood at goca doodle

Thinkin' you're gonna catch me slippin' at a show

Fear factor click is like a shaker Zulu

I see through you

With all that fake shit

You've filled with hatrid

Hoping and wishin' you was my replacement

Coming so vicious you're gonna have to face it

And try to taste it

'cause I laced it like a tennis shoe when I've been a fool

Like Zeepo bitch and X-Raided

But this is a different interview



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It might not be a bad idea

If I never go home again

'cause niggas be lookin' at me

Like I'm a chicken dinner

Like like I'm?? Henderson?

You a foe (foe), so I gotta carry the fo' (four)

And did they recognize me, I don't really know though

'cause they walkin' up fast

And givin' me doubt

When they pass me asking

When your new shit come out (me and my dogs)

At the picture house

And the be huddled up and got me I think I'm gonna pick one out, and get the nigga bigger than me

For the trigger to see

If he tough enough

Make it what he trying to be

But he's a fan though

Don't know how to approach you, vulture

Get to close, how I'm supposed to...

(...supposed to know the difference between fan or foe when you're muggin' on me...)



can't even live in peace

And when I eat with my peeps In the place

You in my face with your mix-tapes

And if I ain't tryin' to listen to it

We get in to it

If I'm off on the fluid

Then it's time to do it (do it)



Uhhhh... 'cause a nigga from out south out the mouth

Your girl be loving me giving me mouth to mouth (yeah)

And it ain't fair that the music got her doing what she wanna do when you ain't there



And you're too softy, softy when you see me you better get up off me



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