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Tech N9ne - I Don t Give A Pho ft Krizz Kaliko(Reaction)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Krizz Kaliko
Krizz Kaliko
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Samuel Watson
Samuel Watson
Songwriter
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Producer

Lyrics

When you're full of hate Step into my face I'm right there like what? I don't give a pho I don't know why people try to play the fucking role Acting like they rocking with you but they really foes They gon' let you know just how they really feel in post I gave 'em a hell of a living on the road Now they acting hoe and everybody knows (What they do?) Showing all 32s when you see the girly dudes Turn around and spit they dirty views All despite the dough and all the early food Bring things to the dream team That don't seem mean, I hear ding, ding Or the ringing of a bang thang No more gang, gang with the King, King You got to answer for that bullshit, so Have your backpedal ready and let a full clip go Take your picture, make your shit Real as what you put in the shitter I ain't rocking with N9na no more I don't give pho nigga (Watch out) I'm right there like what? I don't give a pho Looking like we got a few to hit I ain't tripping, I can do the shit And I ain't tryna wait for you to tick I don't give a soup a noodle dish I don't give a soup a noodle dish I don't give a soup a noodle dish And if they wanna play the pugilist I don't give a soup a noodle dish Please say something Please say something I been waiting to get it off Let's push that button He ain't said nothing She was just fronting Say you're sorry, forget it all I deleted it, in the car For the record just put some respect on the regular heckler, get you beheaded Go 'head and no cap, and back and forth your mouth Should've had an abortion, I'm eating a portion And tearing apart a part of the apartment She sparked it and I gotta watch where you park it Tell 'em to order protection, protect what you getting They set up to let up the weaponry (Do, do, do, do) Don't say that (Uh uh) Don't say that (Yeah, yeah) They might be taping it (Yeah, yeah) They can play it back I know all that wasn't all that Told 'em they needed to fall back Then she hit 'em up, tell him "Hang it up" Gotta block her, block her, never call back And you gotta answer for them things you say At my mama house, but don't know where that baby lay Take your pic, make your shit As real as what you put in the shitter You be back tonight, right? I don't give a pho, nigga I'm right there like what? I don't give a pho Looking like we got a few to hit I ain't tripping, I can do the shit And I ain't tryna wait for you to tick I don't give a soup a noodle dish I don't give a soup a noodle dish I don't give a soup a noodle dish And if they wanna play the pugilist I don't give a soup noodle dish
Writer(s): Aaron D. Yates, Michael Summers, Samuel Watson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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