Verse One:

{Lil' Ya}



Regional Manuel AKA Tec-9 stay strap keep a blunt

Don't give a fuck about one time(ha) jumped six

But now he's out gettin' paid(ha) Yella's doin' the bow

So is Tec and the Lil' Ya damn it must be a dream

I'm a born entertainer he's a lyrical fiend

Three black brother's love each other keep a fat check

Ain't a nigga in the city who can fuck with Tec boy

Went from quicker to key's left it all alone

Gettin' paid legal got the bitches all on his bone

Give him credit because he's all that

But I got love and respect me for my nigga Tec



Chorus:



I got to give it up

Much respect for my nigga Tec fool

I got to give it up

Much respect for my nigga Tec

I got to give it up

Much respect for my nigga Tec

Yeah



Second Verse:

{Lil' Ya}



Started sellin' at eleven went to jail when he was twelve

Had him bond as a juvie and mutherfucker made bail

Went back in 91 they caught him with some weigh, a beamer

And a tec nine gun made it to the tenth dropped out and went the wrong way

Had the Lord in his heart so it's a better day there's only one Tec-9

Never be another nothin' like my daddy but more like

My big brother never let me slip kept my mind right

Scratch each other's back because we love livin' the

Legal life bein' a daddy in the rap world

Got a son that's one can't forget about his lil' girl

So you see he's a gangster fuckin' with the Tecster my nigga

Lil' Ya gonna have to check ya so be cool

Cuz you know there be a killin' you family's at your funeral

Me and Tec are chillin' like villain's nigga so don't rep on my set

Cuz I got love and respect for my nigga Tec-acapo