[Intro: Tenn Buick & (Ca$his)]
Uh...it's Tenn Buick
Cashis (Yeah)
Shady
If it's trouble that you're brewin, that's my cuppa tea
[Verse 1: Tenn Buick]
Yeah we out here makin' noise, but they try to mute us
Yeah the cream’ll make a loyal n*gga turn to Brutus
Say I toned it down, but it’s only rumors
'Cause I make the ladies scream like I'm f*ckin' Billy Loomis
Swear to God, y'all be on some sh*t again
Way you focus on me, y'all be on some Ritalin
Rippin' rappers up and makin' blood spill again
Yeah I'm breakin' bad, on my f*ckin' Vince Gilligan
See, I be poppin' tags while they poppin' molly
Any n*gga wanna f*ck with Tenn, just think again that sh*t is folly
If you don't believe it, be the judge and try me
But just call a n*gga Chuckie, yo my best friend is a Tommy
That’s a violin from Chi-town, I get violent, get live now
Street sweep when I ride round, got a box of lead weigh nine pounds
And the mag in the colt got nine rounds, so I could get it poppin'
If the devil wear Prada then I need to do some shopping
[Hook: Tenn Buick]
Got one in the chamber when the mag’s done
I don’t know a n*gga that could f*ck with me
On the last set I always run the rack son
If it’s trouble that you're brewin', that’s my cuppa tea
[Bridge: Tenn Buick]
That's my cuppa tea n*gga, that's my cuppa tea
Better bring a whole squad if you come for me
We could do this all day if it’s up to me
So if it’s trouble that you’re brewin', that's my cuppa tea
'Bout to bring these MCs pain and sufferin'
You was talkin' hard at first now you stutterin'
Why you talkin' rough n*gga? Who you tougher than?
Your clip ain't even loaded up, your sh*t is still bufferin'
[Verse 2: Ca$his]
Bunch of b*tch n*ggas, see a bunch of b*tch n*ggas
Hollow tip n*gga, b*tch eat a clip n*gga
Suck a di*k n*gga, I just f*cked your b*tch n*gga
I'm the sh*t n*gga, yeah I'm really rich n*gga
Don't like it n*gga, you can come fight me hoe
A real n*gga, I be squaddin' like a Titan hoe
A pus*y n*gga tried to run into my '64
Them 7-4's stomped that n*gga out at the door
That real sh*t, pus*y n*gga I be killin' n*ggas
Makin' money, never squealin', rollin' with them dealer n*ggas
For real a n*gga, iller n*gga out the set
What other n*gga out in motherf*ckin' Cali blessed n*gga?
Throwin' up the hood, bangin' on them busters
Lookin' at your b*tch, n*gga I'mma f*ck her
Never been a buster n*gga, I'm a rider
pus*y n*ggas talkin' sh*t, my n*ggas open fire
[Hook]
[Bridge: Tenn Buick]
'Bout to bring these MCs pain and sufferin'
You was talkin' hard at first now you stutterin'
Why you talkin' rough n*gga? Who you tougher than?
Your clip ain't even loaded up, your sh*t is still bufferin'
[Verse 3: Tenn Buick]
Best believe I'm goin' in I bought a suit for this
I disturb the f*ckin' peace, my rhymes are ludicrous
I throw up my middle finger, tell 'em shoot at this
I could give a f*ck how many times these n*ggas shoot and miss
Dodgin' bullets Keanu Reeves, talk too hard and your man gon' grieve
Got a couple blades hidden up my sleeve, and I bring 'em outta hidin' if your boy get peeved
Y'all wanna pop the thangs? Wanna walk the walk? Wanna talk the slang?
Wanna act a fool? Wanna walk with gangs? Wanna pack the heat? Wanna make 'em bang?
Wanna be a f*ckin' made man, I tell you I'mma see ya
Then come back and fill you full of lead like Lucky did to Masseria
Uh, passersby turn a blind eye
Drive-bys under night skies, poppin' wiseguys
It’s the new era, headin' up the vanguard
Got a new chain, charged it to your black card
Got a new whip, parked it in your back yard
Tell your man to stand guard, I came to leave a man scarred
[Outro: Tenn Buick]
Uh...that's my cuppa tea n*gga