[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Raised in the middle of the land full of barbecue stands and the brothers throw hands Every buddy grittin gettin grands Kansas city were the pretty women make you say DWAMN! Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous Wicked women want me cause I came up This is were the homies trip and say what Yo we from the show we get my money and we pay up Got on my Five o Ones and my gritter posture I fit her proper If she papered I'm in her choppers Lettin her know this nina dinner cost her and I'm finna squash her some animal like somebody better get her doctor This boys born and raised in KC M.I.Z.Z.O.U. But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies cause they straight B A.K. You then back to Kansas city were it's gates all on they plate we think about it and we crave it when we vacate I represent the MO and all the way to K state Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates
[Hook: Tech N9ne] I'm hella fire like the food at Ollie Gates Strawberry baked bean mixed plate So everybody just bounce rock skate Cant wait O.G. Ollie Gates O.G. Like Ollie Gates O.G. Like Ollie Gates O.G. Ollie Gates O.G. Baby This is Kansas City
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] We be scoutin pretty young things and we got her sauced and Like dun deal I'm a popper Blouzin Get her hot and ready listenin to Roger Troutmen Rest In Peace baby Servin these beats crazy Teach babyz we used to listen to this at least 80 We kansas city steppin no question we reppin 56 and 57 we know that if he jeffen then hes shady K.C.K.'s Gate got the chicken wing this'll bring traffic when the people ?? So you better be listening cause the don is sniffin green This is the mission get ya when you hittin your nicotine They got your money man and you know that they ate somethin delicious yea you know the tray say Gates Thats the place were they come and getcha if the pay late But I stay great cause everyones bangin the A. Yates
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[Verse 3: Tech N9ne] North side were is you (HEY!) South side were is you (HEY!) East side were is you (HEY!) West side, what it do? (HEY!) (TECH N9NE) Aint no bodys sauce like this Aint no other barbaque boss like this The feel rellas might cost quite a bit Ya we doin it but the fire aint brought like this O.G. told me go see If the other cities' Q is G.O.O.D. But he knew that id find out slowly Just like my KC barbecue they cannot hold me, A. Yates
[Hook] I'm hella fire like the food at Ollie Gates Strawberry baked bean mixed plate So everybody just bounce rock skate Cant wait Now everbody say Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala Now Everybody Say Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
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