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tech n9ne - no k lyrics

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[verse 1: tech n9ne]
no k?
just another way me and my crew say, “no way”
or “it’s not okay” when i got the bottles pay
and somebody you don’t know that wanna swallow say
“i don’t got no grip but want a sip.” no k
“can i take yo blunt right to my lips?” no k
broke -ss always begging me that’s no k
you don’t understand then b-tch, no way
see you ballin’, gotta tell ’em, “no k”
lookin’ like a money bag, smellin’ dolce
hungry lookin’ at you like their feelin’ chipotle
all you gotta tell ’em, “run to h-ll and go play”
we flyin’, you tryin’, to get a check, sit next to who’s buyin’
she wanna s-x a vet, never request a net and love tech for tech, but you lyin’
hey, and that’s no k, get away and the b-tch best obey
tryin’ to use s-x to get yo way but the greed negated everything that ho say
and she played out like exposé, tryin’ to get quality time like, “let’s crochet.”
got me thinkin’ of chinnin’ some underhanded women but i never hit a woman so i’mma fetch solé
and ginuwine said, “that’s no k.” (heh heh heh)
sayin’ if you got ya hand out, stop ya d-mn mouth
ain’t none of my fault you get low pay
so needy (ha), i’m on ace of spades and you j roget
they wanna try and get whatever you got
wanna wear the chain and watch, i’ma say, “no k.”

[hook: krizz kaliko]
no k, that’s what i say when i don’t really wanna
say that it’s all right (no, no, no)
no k, that’s what i tell you when i ain’t just trynna
talk to you all night
(noo-ohh) can’t get my money
(noo-ohh) that’s not okay
(noo-ohh) and i’m one hunnit
(noo-ohh) so i’ma tell you that’s no k
no k

[verse 2: e-40]
no k
she my b-tch but i ain’t finna give her her none of my pay
no way, no how, no what?
b-tch, i don’t give a motherf-ck
it’s paper over p-ssy, p-o-p
celebrity get everything for free
if you can’t swim, you gon’ drown
throw a b-tch up in the air and break her ‘fore she hit the ground
no k no k, no k no k
this ain’t broadway, no play
from the track, from the cage, from the soil, from the mud
words h-lla hate, no love
no suckers allowed in my camp and h-ll no, you can’t hit my weed you tramp
wanna stand on the stage? no k, you can’t
ride on my bus? no k, you can’t
why you always got ya hand out? all you do is pout like a woman
grown man, act like n-ggas owe you somethin’
habitual liar, always lyin’ for nothin’
start a lot of sh-t and be the first one runnin’
no k, prolly told on h-lla n-ggas in the game
like jose, ak, ak-47 to a n-gga brain
get him out the way

[hook]

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