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from T.I. - King (2006)
[Intro]
Alright man, y'all win I won't say it, at least for this song, hey [Verse 1] Said they lookin for the realest, well I'm real as it get Rap to the nigga dealin hard who live in the jects Til some better nigga wit her, ain't delivered 'em yet My mouth is, but I got a pistol bigger than that I live and die by my respect so I honor the code Peep niggaz who be out here flexin, stuntin for hoes And if you ain't never chose to remember nothin before Just know the game is some you win, some you don't But you already begin again, start, it go Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O, how hard it go Man if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad before You better ask a real nigga or a broad you know Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain You in over your head, way out of your lane I been sayin I'm filthy rich and got it from caine So would you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right? [Chorus] Cause you know who, you know what Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfolk there It's you know who, you know what Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won't share man [Verse 2] I know you think you out there gettin it in But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again I had a trap between runnin while living in sin He done settlin down, turnin nine millin or ten I give a damn if I never sell a million again I gotta thank you a million for just lettin me in But now I'm settlin in, gettin used to the view On top, won't stop til I'm huger than you Gon flop? Who? Me, pimp you losin your screws We gotta dope if you lettin niggaz shoot into you You ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin to you The roof in the back of the park ain't translucent as you So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do I got style, pimp, it's more than just the suit and the shoe This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government seal I'm more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with deals, for real [Chorus] Cause you know who, you know what Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfolk there It's you know who, you know what Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won't share man |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
[Intro] Alright man, y'all win I won't say it, at least for this song, hey [Verse 1] Said they lookin for the realest, well I'm real as it get Rap to the nigga dealin hard who live in the jects Til some better nigga wit her, ain't delivered 'em yet My mouth is, but I got a pistol bigger than that I live and die by my respect so I honor the code Peep niggaz who be out here flexin, stuntin for hoes And if you ain't never chose to remember nothin before Just know the game is some you win, some you don't But you already begin again, start, it go Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O, how hard it go Man if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad before You better ask a real nigga or a broad you know Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain You in over your head, way out of your lane I been sayin I'm filthy rich and got it from caine So would you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right? [Chorus] Cause you know who, you know what Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfolk there It's you know who, you know what Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won't share man [Verse 2] I know you think you out there gettin it in But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again I had a trap between runnin while living in sin He done settlin down, turnin nine millin or ten I give a damn if I never sell a million again I gotta thank you a million for just lettin me in But now I'm settlin in, gettin used to the view On top, won't stop til I'm huger than you Gon flop? Who? Me, pimp you losin your screws We gotta dope if you lettin niggaz shoot into you You ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin to you The roof in the back of the park ain't translucent as you So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do I got style, pimp, it's more than just the suit and the shoe This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government seal I'm more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with deals, for real [Chorus] Cause you know who, you know what Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfolk there It's you know who, you know what Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won't share man |
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from T.I. - T.I. Vs T.I.P. (2007)
Ay boy don't spill my drink, pull it!
Now Listen..(Grand Hustle homie) Everybody report to the bloodclot dancefloor Wyclef all hands on deck (you love the beat) (boy you know what it is) [T.I.P & Wyclef] Ay, (brat), Ay (brat), Ay (brat) Yo T.I.P, talk to them bloodclot [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Yo T.I.P, let them little rock boys know how you movin (Boy You Know What it is) [T.I.P] The wait is over here we go again I'm back in the plate Gon sell another couple mill and take it back to tha 'A Gon take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe 5 carats for the crib only b I'm in big crusies 2 steppin with the gat in the waist T.I. aint in the streets no more fo sho is that what they say? No more cryin when you sayin boy you have to be great Cuz that pistol will hit ya in ya face yall peeps will have to replate That's if you like it and if ya trust me it wont hurt me to take A Hundred thousand to them Haitians you'll be murdered today. [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Yo T.I.P, some boy wanna playa hate, Let em know who tha king of the south is! Talk to em! [T.I.P] Women sweatin when they see me im apparently hot Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not Remember all day I used to stand in one spot 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin handlin rocks See me now? choppin, there aint a car I aint got Im the #1 customer at my own car lot If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot Even tho I prolly gettin more then you'd imagine I got listen close I need to know if you understand me or not if ya disrespectin me you and your man'll get shot [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [T.I.P] Went from the King of the south, to the king of the states Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states No Idea how much yay I can bring in the states You could get a hundred of em for a million today Lucus aint the only one who made a million a day But it's an American Gangsta right here in ya face And you dont wanna see P$C on the scene with a 'K You think you running and prorobbin that aint even the case And just because you get away that dont mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it okay. [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me Boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done. They guns sound like popcorn. |
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from Entourage (앙투라지) by Entourage [ost] (2007)
Ay boy don't spill my drink, pull it!
Now Listen..(Grand Hustle homie) Everybody report to the bloodclot dancefloor Wyclef all hands on deck (you love the beat) (boy you know what it is) [T.I.P & Wyclef] Ay, (brat), Ay (brat), Ay (brat) Yo T.I.P, talk to them bloodclot [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Yo T.I.P, let them little rock boys know how you movin (Boy You Know What it is) [T.I.P] The wait is over here we go again I'm back in the plate Gon sell another couple mill and take it back to tha 'A Gon take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe 5 carats for the crib only b I'm in big crusies 2 steppin with the gat in the waist T.I. aint in the streets no more fo sho is that what they say? No more cryin when you sayin boy you have to be great Cuz that pistol will hit ya in ya face yall peeps will have to replate That's if you like it and if ya trust me it wont hurt me to take A Hundred thousand to them Haitians you'll be murdered today. [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Yo T.I.P, some boy wanna playa hate, Let em know who tha king of the south is! Talk to em! [T.I.P] Women sweatin when they see me im apparently hot Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not Remember all day I used to stand in one spot 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin handlin rocks See me now? choppin, there aint a car I aint got Im the #1 customer at my own car lot If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot Even tho I prolly gettin more then you'd imagine I got listen close I need to know if you understand me or not if ya disrespectin me you and your man'll get shot [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me boy you know what it is [T.I.P] Went from the King of the south, to the king of the states Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states No Idea how much yay I can bring in the states You could get a hundred of em for a million today Lucus aint the only one who made a million a day But it's an American Gangsta right here in ya face And you dont wanna see P$C on the scene with a 'K You think you running and prorobbin that aint even the case And just because you get away that dont mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it okay. [T.I.P] I'm a real nigga Homie Show Six figga's on me I got a pistol You don't want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don't want no' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me Boy you know what it is [Wyclef] Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done. They guns sound like popcorn. |
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from T.I. - Paper Trail (2008)
Hey... Say pimp, this to everybody stretched out behind the wall, Countin' days on their calendar... Flippin' pages, month to month Hey man... I don't give a damn 'bout how other folks treat you man [Intro:] I just wanna let you know pimp, You ain't missin' nothin' homeboy Real Talk [Chorus:] I know the times seem long, Just try and keep strong Put on your headphones and rewind this song Remember you ain't missin' nothin' homes, I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real You ain't missin nothin homes I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On Everything [Verse 1:] My uncle did a decade, Came home, hit the ground runnin' gettin' paid like he never did a day Hit the streets, nigga still in the same place they were 'fore we went in the chain gang, And doin' the same thing 'Cause the game go on, you only did two days in the joint - The day you get locked up and the day you go home I know it feels like the world passin' you by, Like shit happenin' every day out there that you don't know 'bout Everytime you call home your baby momma show out, And your partners don't even send you flicks from when they go out But don't worry 'bout it or stress it, cause shawty know what? The time'll do itself, all you gotta do is show up Keep layin' down wakin' up, And thankin' the Lord And 'fore you know it they gonna open the doors True story, just prepare yourself for it, If you ain't got a plan what you need was a second chance, Shit, you gonna blow it! Learn and visualize what you try to do, And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do you They say the time just flew on the street, Hard to believe from me never but you'll see soon as you on the streets [Chorus:] I know the times seem long, Just try and keep strong Put on your headphones and rewind this song Remember you ain't missin' nothin' homes, I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real You ain't missin nothin homes I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On Everything [Verse 2:] Probably thinkin' it's easy for me to say from here in the booth, But they showed ya, they'd put me in there with you Right now, locked down in the state of the fed, lay in the bed Prayin' it's over and over as you say in your head Yeah, next time I'm a be straight Just count down to my release date... peace of cake My nigga Kap right now, servin' a life sentence for a murder he committed, In self defense And in such good spirits, shawty ain't even trippin And I could be right in there with him, no bull shittin' He on his ninth year now, just waitin' to get out Got me thinkin' my shit ain't even worth complainin' about 'Cause it could still be worse for sho' So you waitin' on me to lose ho, you got to kill me first I talked to my nigga Big Meedge, had to tell him the streets miss him just as much as he miss the streets Had to let him know whenever he released, We hittin' the club like '03, this time it's on me Yeah we laugh, reminisce for a minute and then I tell him just nobody ever did it as big It'll never be the same in this city again, closest you'll get is me and Jeezy and them So dog, if it seems like you left behind, ten steps behind, just know it only gets better with time [Chorus:] I know the times seem long, Just try and keep strong Put on your headphones and rewind this song Remember you ain't missin' nothin' homes, I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real You ain't missin nothin homes I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On Everything |
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from T.I. - I'm Serious (2001)
I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas
Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas The dope boys be the first to deliver Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender If I said it I done seen it or done it So I mean it when I say you don't want it Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids (hundreds) To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L.A. to Flawda (Florida) In Atlanta, I'm the law and the order, the king of it Got a throne and a brougham and a ? that's chrome Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan If I live in it I bought it and own it If I'm wit a bitch I caught her and boned it No question, no less than a week and she's in confession And I bought no necklace unless I'm investin' No exceptions, I'll open ya closed session. You ain't hard til you cookin' like this You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click Or you flippin' them bricks We make music for the broke and the rich For the hoop and the 6 For the hustlas went from nothin to ? [x2] We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in Venturin from ATL to Michigan The talk of yo town, you ain't even worth mentionin Peppermint try'na get another shipment in And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again Got hot shit under our fits that'll pierce ya skin And the click I'm in some made men, know dat Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?" The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at? T.I.P. ain't the shit? come on shawty, don't act I'm the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks. You ain't hard til you cookin' like this You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click Or you flippin' them bricks We make music for the broke and the rich For the hoop and the 6 For the hustlas went from nothin to ? [x2] Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face Either way, I'm a winner like the 4 and the trey You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day Sometimes I'm wearin gold, sometimes I'm ridin on it Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus K.P. and Jay say "Shawty, aye you goin' legit." But I ignored shit, when I scored a brick I bet you never knew how quick 36 O's'll flip Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up Competition's in trouble I'm supplyin the hood Born, bred, when I'm dead, I'ma die in the hood Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood Shut 'em up, wet 'em up, and let 'em lie in the hood. You ain't hard til you cookin' like this You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click Or you flippin' them bricks We make music for the broke and the rich For the hoop and the 6 For the hustlas went from nothin to ? [x2] |
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from T.I. - Yeah Ya Know (Takers) [single] (2010)
[T.I talking]Damn, has it been that long? (haha)Say what happens since I been gonethey got the game all wrong, it's too pretty in herelet's say we take it back to the trap one time
[Chorus]I went from rolling wit' dem rocks on the blockTo controlling my position at the topof every chart I will not, stop(We ride, and we roll, man you stop) Yeah we go, yeah we go(hey, hey, hey)(yea you know, yea you know, yea you know, yea you know,yea you know, yea you know)Girl we ride, man we roll, and you stop,and we go, and we go (go) [Verse 1]In the middle of a fight, I'm so coolEverybody want it hot I go throughAll of this half of which would have broke youCame out smelling like a rose even more trueWorldwide, bi-coastal, global, n-gga's I respect postedCause I get it don't mean they do tooCause I ain't got a damn minute ain't no ‘tudeYou know we never not goin all inkickin doors over just to let my dogs inSo many rides never catch a n-gga walkin'In a G-5 tryna put a bunch of broads inThen we landin' laughin'. chicks with fantastic assesExtravagent habitats, if you never seen tragic happen (hey) Make magic happen with cash I'm actually catchin magicIn the market for lavish mansions ‘n NBA expansionsI was passin out Phantoms and old folks sold that dopeWay past respect you see, but I neva as big as a n-gga felt a beat ya see [Chorus]I went from rolling wit' dem rocks on the blockTo controlling my position at the topof every chart I will not, stop(We ride, and we roll, man you stop) Yeah we go, yeah we go(hey, hey, hey)(yea you know, yea you know, yea you know, yea you know,yea you know, yea you know)Girl we ride, man we roll, and you stop,and we go, and we go (go) [Verse 2]So fly why would I wanna land forEverything you could ask for and moreYour choice, you could even be a fanboyHate to see a n-gga get a hundred grand moreBein' a motherf-ckin' man, won't stand forThe rap wars, always goin' back and forthLivin' in a blood killing like cancerBut when getting brain, thats for damn sureGet more friends, universal get more seaweedThe same people on tour, on TVThey signed him shoulda kept your recieptGet a refund causeyou sure can't see meWho keeps CD's on repeat, stuck in MP3's for 3 weeksAt the gates on the day I was releasedThe only time you will ever see me free Big money J, much as you can get for it?Atlantic records say just make another hit for meI tell ‘em cut a hundred million dollar check for meLike it or not, don't lose no respect for meNever mind what I did, cause the best commin'I'm the king in a game like chess to meSo put the cash in tha bag,give the rest to the attendant puttin' gas in it… [Chorus]I went from rolling wit' dem rocks on the blockTo controlling my position at the topof every chart I will not, stop(We ride, and we roll, man you stop) Yeah we go, yeah we go(hey, hey, hey)(yea you know, yea you know, yea you know, yea you know,yea you know, yea you know)Girl we ride, man we roll, and you stop,and we go, and we go (go) I got a new swag and it's a new dayHere we go again too, what it do ‘J?I'll give you a call, I know the way you used to move yayNow I gotta new Audemar with a blue faceHoppin up in G4 jet no suitcase, whole new wardrobe in a new placeChain close superstain if a stain on my shoelaceT.I. roll like sushi… touche. If ya can't lay back, who the hell am I?Bringin' homocide to the gang, no alibiCan't tell a lie to the judge, I'm guiltyYour Honor do you mind the guy tried to kill meI could still be, in a trap nowAK 'round, little yay 'round100k downstairs by the trey pound.But if they wonderin who runnin the A yeah you know.. [Chorus](yea you know, yea you know, yea you know, yea you know,yea you know, yea you know)Girl we ride, man we roll, and you stop,and we go, and we go (go) Yeah you know that we ridein control we don't stopwe gon blow where we droplet you know we on top Girl we ride, man we roll, and you stop,and we go, and we go (go) [T.I. Outro] |
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from Jamie Foxx - Winner (Feat. Justin Timberlake & T.I.) [single] (2010)
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T . I . P Hey Jamie JT !$!%@#$% <Jamie Foxx> (Yo.Uh) oooooooh (Talk to me) You know you looking at a winner <T.I> You know you so out there, so out there Your so not here You see were so up there <Verse 1. Justin Timberlake> I'm wakin' Up in the morning Hustlin' to the stage, if I been performin' Bustin' in through the hate and bustin' the door in lately nothin' misses I must have been scorin' Speakin' of the misses I'm watchin' em pourin' Just like a drink that I'm enjoyin' And don't mean bottles you welcome to join in Just look at me soarin' Feelin' like Jordan <Bridge. Justin Timberlake> (Aaah Ah) Hold up I ain't finished yet on top but you just don't get it yet I don't get cut I make'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands Let me say it again (Aaah Ah) You ain't heard I'm the sh-t on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but i make'em cut the check So hate on but guess what <Chorus> I fell like I can't miss I know they want me to fall But ain't nothing bigger than this So just pass me the ball You know you looking at a winner, winner, winner I can't miss, Can't lose, Can't miss You know you looking at winner, winner, winner Cause I'm a winner Yeah I'm a winner <Verse 2. Jamie Foxx> I'm stepping out in the evening Keep Women in screamin You gotta be cheatin' But I'm so pleasing I make this look easy them thinking I'm seasoned You gotta believe me I went from TV's To screens and DVD's To CD's To MP3's overseas I got no time The talking is boring Just look at me soaring Feeling like Jordan <Bridge. Jamie Foxx> (Aaah Ah) Hold up i ain't finished yet on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut I make'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands Let me say it again (Aaah Ah) You ain't heard I'm the sh=t on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but I make'em cut the check So hate on but guess what <Chorus> <Verse 3. T.I> Thats right. you see the porsche !@#%!@ got em in hysteria the turbo super fast and that McClaren even scarier hear me turning corners burning rubber in your area I'm hard to follow once I PoP the clutch and hit the throttle I'm recession proof I don't run the money the money run to me this economy I'm considered an anomoly got this Maserati, new Ferrari's I've got one of each my future bright tight like !@#$ in front of me turn pain to progression in every studio session passion into perfection the failure I'm an exception you wanna lose battle me is a blessing you couldn't die in the hands of a better man I ran from the bottom to the best no autotune been in the lead you say usain can't follow whom never that, I'm the freshest go ask whoever that the king back money long as !@#%$! <Chorus> <T.I. Talking> hey man you thought a little vacation could hold me back homeboy, man I'm back man brighter than ever, you understand that, if you didn't like me then(ha) you gon hate me now! < |
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from Jamie Foxx - Best Night Of My Life [iTunes LP - Explicit] (2010)
<T.I>
T . I . P Hey Jamie JT !$!%@#$% <Jamie Foxx> (Yo.Uh) oooooooh (Talk to me) You know you looking at a winner <T.I> You know you so out there, so out there Your so not here You see were so up there <Verse 1. Justin Timberlake> I'm wakin' Up in the morning Hustlin' to the stage, if I been performin' Bustin' in through the hate and bustin' the door in lately nothin' misses I must have been scorin' Speakin' of the misses I'm watchin' em pourin' Just like a drink that I'm enjoyin' And don't mean bottles you welcome to join in Just look at me soarin' Feelin' like Jordan <Bridge. Justin Timberlake> (Aaah Ah) Hold up I ain't finished yet on top but you just don't get it yet I don't get cut I make'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands Let me say it again (Aaah Ah) You ain't heard I'm the sh-t on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but i make'em cut the check So hate on but guess what <Chorus> I fell like I can't miss I know they want me to fall But ain't nothing bigger than this So just pass me the ball You know you looking at a winner, winner, winner I can't miss, Can't lose, Can't miss You know you looking at winner, winner, winner Cause I'm a winner Yeah I'm a winner <Verse 2. Jamie Foxx> I'm stepping out in the evening Keep Women in screamin You gotta be cheatin' But I'm so pleasing I make this look easy them thinking I'm seasoned You gotta believe me I went from TV's To screens and DVD's To CD's To MP3's overseas I got no time The talking is boring Just look at me soaring Feeling like Jordan <Bridge. Jamie Foxx> (Aaah Ah) Hold up i ain't finished yet on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut I make'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands Let me say it again (Aaah Ah) You ain't heard I'm the sh=t on top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but I make'em cut the check So hate on but guess what <Chorus> <Verse 3. T.I> Thats right. you see the porsche !@#%!@ got em in hysteria the turbo super fast and that McClaren even scarier hear me turning corners burning rubber in your area I'm hard to follow once I PoP the clutch and hit the throttle I'm recession proof I don't run the money the money run to me this economy I'm considered an anomoly got this Maserati, new Ferrari's I've got one of each my future bright tight like !@#$ in front of me turn pain to progression in every studio session passion into perfection the failure I'm an exception you wanna lose battle me is a blessing you couldn't die in the hands of a better man I ran from the bottom to the best no autotune been in the lead you say usain can't follow whom never that, I'm the freshest go ask whoever that the king back money long as !@#%$! <Chorus> <T.I. Talking> hey man you thought a little vacation could hold me back homeboy, man I'm back man brighter than ever, you understand that, if you didn't like me then(ha) you gon hate me now! < |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
Hey T.I.P pimpin'
Hey shorty why you gotta act like that? I'm sayin'... I'm just tryin' to be nice to you. Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that...hey-hey. Can't help but notice how you glowin' I can see in yo face Now I just wonder if he know he close to being replaced Swear I treat you like a queen you put me in his place So you can give back his ring and the key to his place Tell the nigga one thing that you need yo' space Selling niggas is one thing you don't need to chase I wanna kiss you everywhere between yo' knees and waist Hear the sounds that you makin, get yo' knees to shake Holla at me in the A, you feel you need to escape I gotta mansion and a gate, you wit me you safe A Benz, a Phantom and a truck wit 23's the case 600 Gz in the safe. How much cheese it take? This a chance you need to take, ain't no need to wait Say the word we can leave today, this somethin' special And it feel like fate, hate to make a mistake How the same thing makin' you sad makin' you stay Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that...hey-hey. Can he touch you like that, and make you make you feel like this Holla if you came back and it's still like this Do he hit it from the back and make you feel it in your chest Take advantage of what you concealing in your dress What, he think he to fresh to show you that you the best Compliment you on your hair and legs and treat you wit respect Give you sex till you sweat, tongue kissin' on yo neck It's been awhile since she got it like this I bet I can tell you ain't just another bitch I met Ain't nobody got me open like this, not yet No, you confused ain't decided which way you should go yet. So how you keep sayin' no when your panties so wet? Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that...hey-hey. This nigga playin' mind games man I think the time came, that you mind changed you understand Life is like a chess move, you need to make yo next move Yo' best move, keep it pimpin' you understand...hey I mean you know what I'm sayin' I done showed you how I feel You know what I'm sayin' I put myself all the way out there you know The ball in yo' court man, but I just got a question for you... Is you happy?? Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh? Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that...hey-hey. |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
[Intro] Hey T.I.P pimpin Hey shorty why you gotta act like that, I'm sayin I'm just tryin to be nice to you [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] Can't help but notice how you glowing, I can see in yo face Now I just wonder if he know he close to being replaced Swear I treat you like a queen you put me in his place So you can give back his ring and the key to his place Tell the nigga one thing that you need yo space Selling niggaz is one thing you don't need to chase I wanna kiss you everywhere between yo knees and waist Hear the sounds that you makin, get yo knees to shake Holla at me in the A, you feel you need to escape I gotta mansion and a gate, you wit me you safe A Benz, a Phantom and a truck wit 23's the case 600 Gz in the safe, how much cheese it take? This a chance you need to take, ain't no need to wait Say the word we can leave today, this song's special And it feel like faith, make a mistake How the same thing making you say I'm making you stay [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] I can't touch you like that, and make you feel like this Holla if you came back and it's still like this Do he hit it from the back and make you feel it in yo chest Take advantage of what your concealing in yo dress What, he think he too fresh to show that you the best Compliment you on your hair and legs and treat you wit respect Give you sex til you sweat, tongue kissing on yo neck It's been awhile since she got it like this I bet I can tell you ain't just another bitch I met Ain't nobody got me open like this, not yet Know you confused ain't decided which way you should go yet So how you keep sayin no with yo panties so wet [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] This nigga playing mind games man I think the time came, that you mind changed you understand Life is like a chess move, you need to make yo next move Yo best move, keep it pimpin' you understand...hey I mean you know what I'm sayin I don showed you how I feel You know what I'm sayin, I put myself all the way out there you know The ball in yo court man, but I just got a question for you... Is you happy?? [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye |
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from T.I. - Why You Wanna [single] (2006)
[Intro]
Hey T.I.P pimpin Hey shorty why you gotta act like that, I'm sayin I'm just tryin to be nice to you [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] Can't help but notice how you glowing, I can see in yo face Now I just wonder if he know he close to being replaced Swear I treat you like a queen you put me in his place So you can give back his ring and the key to his place Tell the nigga one thing that you need yo space Selling niggaz is one thing you don't need to chase I wanna kiss you everywhere between yo knees and waist Hear the sounds that you makin, get yo knees to shake Holla at me in the A, you feel you need to escape I gotta mansion and a gate, you wit me you safe A Benz, a Phantom and a truck wit 23's the case 600 Gz in the safe, how much cheese it take? This a chance you need to take, ain't no need to wait Say the word we can leave today, this song's special And it feel like faith, make a mistake How the same thing making you say I'm making you stay [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] I can't touch you like that, and make you make you feel like this Holla if you came back and it's still like this Do he hit it from the back and make you feel it yo chest Take advantage of what your concealing in yo dress What, he think he too fresh to show that you the best Compliment you on your hair and legs and treat you wit respect Give you sex till you sweat, tongue kissing on yo neck It's been awhile since she got it like this I bet I can tell you ain't just another bitch I met Ain't nobody got me open like this, not yet You confused ain't decided which way you should go yet So how you keep sayin no with yo panties so wet [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye [T.I.] This nigga playing mind games man I think the time came, that you mind changed you understand Life is like a chess move, you need to make yo next move Yo best move, keep it pimpin' you understand...hey I mean you know what I'm sayin I don showed you how I feel You know what I'm sayin, I put myself all the way out there you know The ball in yo court man, but I just got a question for you... Is you happy?? [Chorus] Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack Hey why you wanna go and do that lil momma Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye |
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from T.I. - Urban Legend: Grand Hustle (2004)
[T.I. Talking]
I got a question fo you hatin ass niggaz out there,Ay Why you mad at me,Ay Oh lame ass nigga why you mad at me Sucka ass nigga why you mad at me [Verse 1] Remember late nights earn stripes servin straight white Talk shit slap box clear into the day light Might fuss may fight but stay tight Keep what the "J" need for the lighter hit the base pipe If the trap was the ocean or the sea You could consider me and them the killa whales and great whites Befo a nigga tried to click it make them think twice Cause they knew Cap would kill a nigga fo blink twice Day right I'm recitein my life Nigga I was there no matter what through sirens on a silent night Cold sundays slow mondays hot friday nights Tuesday thursdays servin whether or not they ride tonight On peaceful days hostful evenings even violent nights Chip on my sholder hold a grudge cause you can die tonight I swear you niggaz had no idea what my life was like Befo the bright lights and a half a mil just to grab the mic [Chorus] Is it cause I came from the bottom to the top Why you mad at me Maybe cause I Spent a hundred on a drop Why you mad at me Is it cause I kept it pimpin and stayed down Why you mad at me Or is it cause I am the a town Why you mad at me Is cause you a lame and I'm a "G" Why you mad at me Is it cause I got love in the streets Why you mad at me Is cause you know yo time runnin out Why you mad at me Is it cause you know I'm king of the south [Verse 2] Niggaz mad cause I got it like this Gold on my wrist hoes on my dick, my dick But I could give a f**k about this industry I'm a be the same tip til the end of me Thats something you know automatically if you a friend of me Question that will think other wise now you offend me I came in this game not looking for a friend or enemy Found them both now that niggaz in to me Got little rap niggaz liking into me Major lables and police want to censor me Feds on my ass cause I'm in the streets Think I still slang listen to lame niggaz who lie to snitch on me It ain't my fault that you can't piture me Ridein in a phatom and I swear I never favthom All the fame that a nigga can gain from atlanta Now I'm just tryin to maintain for atlanta Befo niggaz would say in atlanta I was rhode park doug high stayed in atlanta Now true enough I sold yay in atlanta But is that compared to contributions I made to atlanta [Chorus] [Verse 3] A pick a reason any reason all excuses would do But man you lucky I ain't buckin like I used to do fool While you was throwin one's and two's I was liftin up tools and then Shoot at his shoes just to see if he move Or either bust at his head to check if he dead man Don't talk around cause I heard he the fed's man They offer him time and they knowin he scared and tell him Give me they names or you doin the stretch man Or wear a wire go record what he said And then you can tell his lawyer that his clients a dead man A rat I'm smellin blow I ain't sellin Where you got that impressin ain't no tellin Yes I'm a felon why was that in question What about all these records I'm sellin I'm bankhead born and bankhead bread And when a nigga die I'm gone be bankhead dead [Chorus] |
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from T.I. - Paper Trail (2008)
[Intro: T.I.]
Ay J-O, you know the ol' sugar daddies They be trickin, they tell them girls I said you could have whatever you like (if you like) I said you could have whatever you like (if you like) Yeah (yeah) [Chorus: T.I.] Stacks on deck (deck) Patron on ice (ice) And we can pop bottles all night And baby you could have whatever you like (if you like) I said you could have whatever you like, yeah (yeah) Late night sex, so wet it's so tight (tight) I gas up the jet for you tonight And baby you could go wherever you like (if you like) I said you could go wherever you like, yeah (yeah) [T.I.] Anytime you want to pick up the telephone you know it ain't nothin to drop a couple stacks on you Want it, you could get it my dear Five million dollar home, drop Bentleys I swear, yeah [Interlude: T.I.] I want yo' body (body) need yo' body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it, go get it I'll buy it Tell them other broke nigga be quiet [Chorus: T.I.] Stacks on deck (deck) Patron on ice (ice) And we can pop bottles all night And baby you could have whatever you like (if you like) I said you could have whatever you like, yeah (yeah) Late night sex, so wet it's so tight (tight) I gas up the jet for you tonight And baby you could go wherever you like (if you like) I said you could go wherever you like, yeah (yeah) [T.I.] Shawty you the hottest, love the way you drop it Brain so good (good) I swore you went to college Hundred karat deposit, to vacations in the tropics Cause e'rybody know it ain't trickin if you got it Ya need never ever gotta go to yo' wallet Long as I got rubberband banks in my pocket Five six rides with, rims and a body kit Ya ain't gotta downgrade, you can get what I get My chick could have what she want And go in any sto' for any bag she want And no, she ain't never had a man like that To buy you anything ya heart desires like that, yeah [Interlude: T.I.] I want yo' body (body) need yo' body Long as you got me you won't need nobody |
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from Ultimate R&B Love 2010 (2010)
Hey Jim
You know the old suga daddy They be tripin when they tell them girls I said you could have whatever you like I said you could have whatever you like Yeah Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you can have whatever you like I said you can have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight Baby you can go where ever you like I said you can go where ever you like Yeah Anytime you want to pick up the telephone You know it ain't nothin to drop a couple stacks on you Wanted you could get it my dear Five million dollar home drop Bentley's I swear Yeah I want'cho body I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you can have whatever you like I said you can have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight Baby you can go where ever you like I said you can go where ever you like Yeah Shawty you da hottest love the way you drop it Brain so good coulda swore you went to college Hundred K deposits vacations hit the tropics Cause errbody know it ain't trickin if ya got it Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet Long as I got rubberband banks in my pocket Five six rides with rims and a body kit Ya ain't gotta downgrade you can get what I get My chick can have what she want And go in every store for any bag she want And know she ain't never had a man like that To buy ya anything your heart desire like that Yeah I want'cho body I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you can have whatever you like I said you can have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight Baby you can go where ever you like I said you can go where ever you like Yeah I'm talkin big boy rides and big boy ice Let me put this big boy in yo life Thang get so wet ya hit so right Let me put this big boy in yo life That's right How want'cho body I need yo body Long as you got me you won't need nobody You want it I got it go get it I buy it Tellem other broke niggas be quiet Stacks on deck Patrone on ice And we can pop bottles all night Baby you can have whatever you like I said you can have whatever you like Yeah Late night sex so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight Baby you can go where ever you like I said you can go where ever you like Yeah |
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from T.I. - I'm Serious (2001)
F/ The Neptunes
[T.I.] Yo, Uh (12x), a come on T.I.P. {Neptunes} Come on (4x), I said come on, come on, come on, come on Verse 1: T.I.P. A hour train spit game from the get green Ay T.I.P. been bangin' thick dames since he was 15 The click came ran trains if her shit clean The same broad fronted y'all like she Miss Thang And damn how da bitch seem she's a dick fiend All though I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green She fuck wit me because I got big dreams And along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen I give it to her since she whine and her back hurt Then drive her crazy since she crying and she act worse Yeah, I'm a rapper, I'm a man, but I'm a mac first I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse... and that's first Hook: {T.I. & Neptunes}1x [T] I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p, Told y'all niggaz before about me Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d [N] Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please Now what's yo name? [T] I'm pussy bumper number one [N] Yeah, I said what's yo name? [T] I'm pussy bumper number one Verse 2: T.I.P. Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train So comparing us is like whine to a grape stain My reputations great man, I got a great name I hate lames, I stay clean, and I break dames I like 'em small or bigger with a figure eight frame So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don't wine or dine Like clothesline hoes mine, I'm a goldmine Ay I'm the "King of Da South" and the throne mine I got the chrome in the Chevy and the broan mine Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time That ain't my fault that bitch grown she got her own mind An-and I'm... Hook: 1x Verse 3: I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her out But come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank account Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out And that don't change man, season in season out Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about If it ain't concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya out Ain't nothing even you ain't cuttin then u don't see the house Because you know I got to practice what I preach about HooK: 1x [Neptunes] Come on (4x) I said come on, come on, come on, come on (repeat) [T.I.] I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p, Told y'all niggaz before about me Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
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Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:1) See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:2) Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:3) Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell 'em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?” And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that |
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from T.I. - What You Know [single] (2006)
(Chorus:)
Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:1) See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:2) Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:3) Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell 'em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?” And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that |
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from T.I. - What You Know [single] (2006)
(Chorus:)
Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:1) See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:2) Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:3) Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell 'em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?” And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? Gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell 'em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?” And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that |
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from T.I. - What You Know [single] (2006)
Yeah hey hey hey hey hey.
What You Know about that? What You Know about that? What You Know about that? Hey, don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. See me in your city, sittin' pretty, know I'm shinin' dog Ridin' with a couple Latin broads and a China doll (Hey) And you know how we ball (Hey) Ridin' in shiny cars (Hey) Walk in designer malls (Hey) Buy everything we saw You know about me, dog (Okay) Don't talk about me, dog (Okay) And if you doubt me, dog (Okay) You better out me, dog (Oh) I'm throwed off slightly, bro (Oh) Don't wanna fight me, bro (Oh) I'm fast as lightening, bro (Oh) You better use your Nikes, bro (Yeah) Know you don't like me cause (Y-Y-Yeah) Your bitch most likely does (Y-Yeah) She see me on them dubs (Yeah) In front of every club (What?) I be on dro, I'm buzzed (What?) Gave every hoe a hug (What?) Niggas don't show me mugs (What?) 'Cause you don't know me, cous. Don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? (Hey hey) Hey what you know about that? (What they know 'bout this shit here, man?) Hey I know all about that (Hey) Candy on the '64, leather guts and fish's bowl Fifty on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow (Hey) Your bitches get low (Hey) Because I get dough (Hey) So what I'm rich, hoe (Hey) I'll still pull a kick do' What you talkin' shit for. And gotta run and get folk? Got you a-yellin,' I thought you put out a gun hit 'fore But you's a scary dude (Okay) Believed by very few (Okay) Just keep it very cool (Okay) Or we will bury you (Oh) See all that attitude's (Oh) Unnecessary, dude (Oh) 'Cause you never carry tools Not even square he cube (What?) You got these people fooled (What?) Who see me on the tube (What?) Whatever try the crew (What?) They'll see you on the news. Don't you know I got key by the 3? (Hey) When I chirp, shawty, chirp back (Hey hey hey) Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at (Hey hey hey, hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey hey hey) Hey I know all about that (Hey hey hoe) Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at (Yeah yeah) Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at (Hey hey hey, West Side, nigga) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (I'm talkin' to you, homie) Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. Fresh off the jet to the block, burnin' rubber with the top popped Partna bustin' shots, I tell him stop, it make the block hot (Hey) Your label got got (Hey) 'Cause you are not hot (Hey) I got the top spot (Hey) And it will not stop Hey, video or not, dog, we'll bust it 'till the Glock stop Drag you out that Bentley coupe and take it to the chop shop (Oh) Partna, we not y'all (Oh) If it may pop off I'll answer the question (Oh) "Will I get your block knocked off?" (Yeah) Hey, what it is, bro (Y-Y-Yeah) Look, I will kill, bro (Y-Yeah) I'm in your hood. (Yeah) If you a gangsta, what you hid for? Somebody better get bro 'fore he get sent for You say you wanna squash it. (What?) What you still talkin' shit for? Don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. |
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from T.I. - What You Know [single] (2006)
Yeah hey hey hey hey hey.
What You Know about that? What You Know about that? What You Know about that? Hey, don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. See me in your city, sittin' pretty, know I'm shinin' dog Ridin' with a couple Latin broads and a China doll (Hey) And you know how we ball (Hey) Ridin' in shiny cars (Hey) Walk in designer malls (Hey) Buy everything we saw You know about me, dog (Okay) Don't talk about me, dog (Okay) And if you doubt me, dog (Okay) You better out me, dog (Oh) I'm throwed off slightly, bro (Oh) Don't wanna fight me, bro (Oh) I'm fast as lightening, bro (Oh) You better use your Nikes, bro (Yeah) Know you don't like me cause (Y-Y-Yeah) Your bitch most likely does (Y-Yeah) She see me on them dubs (Yeah) In front of every club (What?) I be on dro, I'm buzzed (What?) Gave every hoe a hug (What?) Niggas don't show me mugs (What?) 'Cause you don't know me, cous. Don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? (Hey hey) Hey what you know about that? (What they know 'bout this shit here, man?) Hey I know all about that (Hey) Candy on the '64, leather guts and fish's bowl Fifty on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow (Hey) Your bitches get low (Hey) Because I get dough (Hey) So what I'm rich, hoe (Hey) I'll still pull a kick do' What you talkin' shit for. And gotta run and get folk? Got you a-yellin,' I thought you put out a gun hit 'fore But you's a scary dude (Okay) Believed by very few (Okay) Just keep it very cool (Okay) Or we will bury you (Oh) See all that attitude's (Oh) Unnecessary, dude (Oh) 'Cause you never carry tools Not even square he cube (What?) You got these people fooled (What?) Who see me on the tube (What?) Whatever try the crew (What?) They'll see you on the news. Don't you know I got key by the 3? (Hey) When I chirp, shawty, chirp back (Hey hey hey) Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at (Hey hey hey, hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey hey hey) Hey I know all about that (Hey hey hoe) Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at (Yeah yeah) Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at (Hey hey hey, West Side, nigga) What you know about that? (Hey asshole) What you know about that? (I'm talkin' to you, homie) Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. Fresh off the jet to the block, burnin' rubber with the top popped Partna bustin' shots, I tell him stop, it make the block hot (Hey) Your label got got (Hey) 'Cause you are not hot (Hey) I got the top spot (Hey) And it will not stop Hey, video or not, dog, we'll bust it 'till the Glock stop Drag you out that Bentley coupe and take it to the chop shop (Oh) Partna, we not y'all (Oh) If it may pop off I'll answer the question (Oh) "Will I get your block knocked off?" (Yeah) Hey, what it is, bro (Y-Y-Yeah) Look, I will kill, bro (Y-Yeah) I'm in your hood. (Yeah) If you a gangsta, what you hid for? Somebody better get bro 'fore he get sent for You say you wanna squash it. (What?) What you still talkin' shit for? Don't you know I got key by the 3? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at. What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that. |
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from T.I. - What You Know [single] (2006)
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Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:1) See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:2) Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that (Verse:3) Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell 'em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?” And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? (Chorus:) Aye... Don't you know I got Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack Where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that |
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from T.I. - Urban Legend: Grand Hustle (2004)
(Talking)
Yeah..Yeah..Ya'll already know what it is, pimp T.I.P., king of the motherfuckin south BGizzzy, lets do it homie Grand Hustle, pimp, Chopper City in here Got my nigga Blok, in this bitch Eastside represent....Westside Bankhead nigga, it is on, what A-town nigga, you know what it is, on through Mechanicville Snow Hill nigga, Pittsburgh, all my real niggas ride out with me Ya'll know what's happening, PSC nigga... [T.I] I can give you what you want (want), T.I.P. the hottest (hottest) Game withcha ya need, I can tell ya all about it You can come up in the streets, but it ain't no gettin out it When I tell ya I'm a "G", pimp, I'm really being modest I can tell ya bout the dope boyz, hoes, and the ballers The pimps and the macks, real niggas wouldn't call us Hanging in the traps, cause that's what our daddy taught us From 30's on the 'lac, to a benz on broddas Standin' on the corners, slingin crack and stacking dollars Til it's time to cop a brick, and I'm tired of moving quarters My daddy won't a doctor and my momma won't a lawyer I ain't never had shit, congradulations is in order Tryin to get a mill for my sons and my daughters If I caught a bad bitch with connections down in Florida Said her daddy and her uncle, still gettin cross the water I'm richer now, I'd be a motherfuckin fool, if I don't call her (chorus) What it is my nigga, what it do (what it do) I got a brick or two, I'm finna to buss a move (buss a move) What it is my nigga, what it do (what it do) I got a tool and I'm finna cut the fool What it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do My nigga, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do What it do, what it do my nigga, what it do [BG] I'm a H-U-S-T-L-E-R If I don't know you, then fuck ya, If I know ya, I front ya (Propper) But ya gotta break me off, you don't, I catch ya slippin on the block And knock you off I know people, I get nice deals Get'em five dollars, sell'em ten dollars a pill I know people, get ki's for thirteen If I fuck with ya, then get'em for sixteen I know people, get'em three hundred a pound Give'em to ya for five hundred if you my round I'm a hustler, holla at me uptowm I'm well connected with weed, white, tan and brown Come see a nigga, want a nice sixteen You real, we swap work, you fake, it's twenty g's It's like that, I dun been through the struggle I'm running Chopper City, and fucking with Grand Hustle (chorus) [T.I] I got the..eye of a tiger, and the heart of a bear I'm the king of the jungle you can follow me there Now you can...hear it from these niggas, who hardly was there Or take it from niggas, who fought, and make it a scar to get here Several years ago, I told myself that I solemnly swear Forever be hard to kill, even harder to scare One reason why me and the other cats is hard to compare Cause I'm fact, that's fiction, it hardly compares Being hated, part of the game,yes it's hard but it's fair Well I'ma be the best hating nigga, see if I care But just know, I'm raising the bar and I'm keeping it there And I'ma still ride clean, throwing weed in the air With two or three bad bitches, got they feet in the air Say they like when I smack on they ass, and skeet in they hair Listen...I don't care if you got the song of the year Ya whole show shut down, if the "Don" appears (chorus) |
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from T.I. - I'm Serious (2001)
[T.I.]
Dez niggas robbing me Pray to God is nothing but a robbery I gave them all I had So they pulled they lick off flawlessly They yelling fussing cussing But all I hear is heaven calling Me next thing I know they busting They leaf me seven and they all in me on fallen knees help me please death is all I see If I die memory of a ballin Gee is all I'll be Never thought I'll be lying in a poodle of blood trying to breath I don't want to die but something is telling me It's time to leave say my apologizes Maybe find a piece of God Seen my whole life flash before my eyes And now it's getting dark body temp drop Going in shock prying out of fear close my eyes Take my last breath and I'm out here In my life I smoked a lot of weed Drunk a lot beer sold a lot of keys But that shit don't even matter here Somebody said walk toward the light But I ain't not ready to go Am I dead is it over you ain't ready to know [T.I.] Well now I moving toward the light And I ain't walling or nothing I ain't like the shit Well hell I guess ain't use for me to try to fight The shit what the business is you God I been waiting to meet you And I know I been hearing bout yall But like the one day I would see you But why you let dem niggas kill me you could have done something why you ain't come down there And shield me when them niggas started dumping Then he say excuse thy heat But I control no hate in And it coming not from me Well who coming from Satin Oh Satin did this excuse me lord But now my shit list and I know with all this phi shit you got a A-K Or a piston grip give me a click of angels whip dem thought loose the goal And get piston whipped a lot of die I ain't scared Who he think he is fuck with Tip I got a A-K two 45's bout 50 clip I'm fixto dip I ain't borrow shit I'm fixto trip Put a piston grip and loose thy lip And then he say two wrong doing make it not a right one a last Well forgiven me cause I'm bout to ride out on Lufica ass And all I need you to do is give me The strength and lord you know I'm need you With the shit I'm fixto attempt I'm fix to bust hell wide open fear don't control me and I'm O.G. hell can't hold me [T.I.] Now 'Pac and Biggie want ride too I guess that's cool sense that muthafucker The reason yall niggas had to die too My nigga Bankhead had to realize too Shawty let ride It's 4serious up here dough Cause we don't ride we glade Now I'm strapped and ready folks But I can't steam to do a thing With these wings how I'm supposed to keep them steady folks With a chopper on back of two 44's shawty no A the pain we fixto bring I don't thing he even ready for When it's on you already know Farewell bro. mama always told me I was bad enough to tear hell up IM doing this for what you made of From that time you made the bitch eat the apple to the time you pick your folks To put us on the boat and enslave us Worker that never paid us Killed Malcolm X, Martin Luther King and everybody else tried to come down here us Killed my father that raised us Kidnapped us from our country Take your distance in our religional way Well now it's time for the cadet to busted We want our spirits and our minds back now IM getting mines right now Pussy nigga lye it down I'm walkin Thought hell kicking the devil doors down spreading rounds waving cadet rounds Well I woke up I was lying down shawty WHAT HAPPENED? |
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from T.I. - No Mercy (2010)
[T.I.]
Yeah, ay ay, Why don't you let me welcome the niggas to the World they aint welcome to You understand? It bring me great pleasure to welcome the real and banish the fake No big mouth that hold cake, fag bait ass niggas allowed But to everybody else [Chorus] I would like to welcome you To the World of (to the world of) Fast money, fast cars, big diamond rings Chief chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts and if you looking For your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear [Kid Cudi] Oooh, if you looking for love Don't come around here Oooh, if you looking for love It aint here my dear Mmmmm mmmmmh Move on [T.I.] It's my pleasure to welcome you to the World of Fast money, flashy cars, big guns Undone, threw away for the love of The game, I dont need a chain or the fame, still shine Spend time with the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts trying hard in the club looking for Her real love You won't find it here All I got is hard dick and conversation for you I was just high, even lying when I say I love you My mind saying it were both I just wanna fuck you, her too Blowing lile smelling like a bubba kush perform She coming home with me, she finna meet her doom She aint saying I'm the greatest finna change her tune The coldest and the hottest call me December June Deliver euphoria straight to your room I hit that ass, and I wait, I zoom Make it rain nonstop call me young typhoon Top spot already filled up no room Throw down for some paper and your purse so soon Well wrong she is and mistaken she was Tip broke, never heard such thing of I'll fuck you up, don't touch me cuz Just trust me bruh, It must be Li-li-li-living my dreams Dont wake me up Yo-yo-you fake it till you make it, must suck All th-th-the haters hate us for the flav of the paper Thats why I cant love my neighbours Dangerous, don't kick, cut you If you aint welcome in my world bitch fuck you Dangerous, don't kick, cut you If you aint welcome in my world bitch fuck you [Kanye West] I would like to welcome you To the World of (to the world of) Fast money, fast cars, big diamond rings Chief chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts and if you looking For your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear [Kid Cudi] Oooh, if you looking for love Dont come around here Oooh, if you looking for love It aint here my dear Mmmmm mmmmmh Move on [Kanye West] I would like to welcome you to the world of Fake bitches no love, what the fuck you take me for Show love, I hate haters in the club You must not really know where I come from Exactly where my heart or you would never never NEVER UGH, where do I start? people ask me shit about illuminati First off, fuck that mean? He loved Jesus when he he he was worse off Oh I see, when they, think a nigga is, stupid rich People just start coming up with stupid shit Man shit I could never predict Hold up, let me hit you with this Rolling in a Bugatti with fo' chains is some foolishness Yea yea yea, that'd be the shit They'd rather see a nigga locked up, why? for stupid shit Look how they did my nigga Tip Soon as Wayne get out, Tip go in Wonder why the nigga wanna make the Clip go in Wonder why it so hard when it get going Hold ya head my niggas the system is Made to make niggas fall Made to make niggas fail Especially if you ball They don't take niggas well Nah, you cant come through flying in a Bentley shining I'm in the back Backseat driving screaming on a nigga like I'm actually driving [Kanye West - Chorus] Welcome you to the World of (to the world of) Fast money, fast cars, big diamond rings Chief chains and the girls of Fake smiles, broken hearts and if you looking For your real love You wont find it here If you looking for your real love Well goodnight my dear [Kid Cudi] Oooh, if you looking for love Dont come around here Oooh, if you looking for love It aint here my dear Mmmmm mmmmmh Move on |
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from T.I. - T.I. Vs T.I.P. (2007)
Okay..
[Hook] Ain't no use in tryin to lie You know we be ridin' fly All that stuff you tryin to buy Boy you know we be twice as fly We do this I'll show you how to do this I'm probably the coolest I'll show you how to do this I'll show you how to do this shit [Verse 1 - T.I.] I got a drop on thirty's rims so purty (pretty) Shut ya lil gallardo down closed curtain Ya got a murcielago i got a mclaren for it Balla of the year I oughta win a award I got money offshore that i made off tour Cash stashed in a paper bag from a whore Some from the dro, some all blow Never go broke but I still want more Ya ain't gettin' nothing pimpin if ya ain't gettin' dough Ya got a bitch n ya wonder why she ain't gettin' low But she freakin wit fo' Shit if you was tryin to be fly i suggest try a little more nigga [Hook] Ain't no use in tryin to lie You know we be ridin' fly All that stuff you tryin to buy Boy you know we be twice as fly We do this I'll show you how to do this I'm probably the coolest I'll show you how to do this I'll show you how to do this shit [Verse 2] Who ya ever seen under thirty this fly Playa house south beach top floor its a tie And this'll never stop I'll do this shit til I die Then after that consider me a ribbon in the sky I'm G4 flyin' big boat buyin Land in miami then i sail to a island My Cali crew high in the hills I ain't lyin' Man them bitches get high in anything they tryin' I got cars I don't know about money I don't know about 3 or 4 movies get a 100K a show about 10 mil in real estate make them niggas really hate What I care about it I ain't like them niggas anyway [Hook] Ain't no use in tryin to lie You know we be ridin' fly All that stuff you tryin to buy Boy you know we be twice as fly We do this I'll show you how to do this I'm probably the coolest I'll show you how to do this I'll show you how to do this shit [Verse 3 - T.I.] I'm a fool with the bitches I talk they listen Funny thing all I gotta say is lets get it And my mouth piece sweet but my dick game vicious Plus I'm paid but they already rich they ain't trippin' She can tell I'm fly first time she ride wit me S65 who ride the 550 King worldwide God to my city Yea them other niggas say that they hard but not really Coupe super clean shut all the cars down I got 50 g's on me i'll tear the mall down Use to be in the jury in the summer home now one in Cabo one in miami think i'll go to rome now [Hook 2X] Ain't no use in tryin to lie You know we be ridin' fly All that stuff you tryin to buy Boy you know we be twice as fly We do this I'll show you how to do this I'm probably the coolest I'll show you how to do this I'll show you how to do this shit Ay Ay |
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from T.I. - T.I. Vs T.I.P. (2007)
Ay, Ay, Ay
Watch what you say to me You better watch what you say to me Watch what you say to me You say, I'll spray. [Chorus] Watch what you say to me You see me and ya know I'm tooled up You don't wanna see me cut the fool bruh Watch what you say to me Let me find out you talkin' tough in your song When you see me you know what's up boy, it's on. Nigga, what you say to me? Cause see I ain't been a fuck nigga never I'm just warning all you sucker niggas Better watch what you say to me Cause I'm known to make a mountain out of mold Hell, you don't wanna get your 4 kids... Watch what you say to me. [1st verse: T.I.] Got a tool in my pocket and the club just rockin Watching ey' nigga while they girlfriend jocking They gotta let it go cause niggas already know I got that thing with me and they just to let it go I'm trying to mind my business though, tell I hear this nigga say yo "They ain't nobody, fuck em" I'm thinking I'm fitting to buss em Wait, look up the city, police is lookin at me I tell C, he tell Doug, they tell Jay-Z When you see, then surround em, then call to squirrel me Pick a perfect spot and make sure that they girl see My man offered dude a drink, he said "what? wuchu think?" Then call from then on all you couldn't see nuthin but bottles Remy Martin to the noggin, bet it bust it wide open His bitch standing there hollering while he lying on the floor, shit Why you feeling sorry for him? He asked for it Listen ya'll, here come the moral of the story. [Chorus] Watch what you say to me You see me and ya know I'm tooled up You don't wanna see me cut the fool bruh Watch what you say to me Let me find out you talkin' tough in your song When you see me you know what's up boy, it's on. Nigga, what you say to me? Cause see I ain't been a fuck nigga never I'm just warning all you sucker niggas Better watch what you say to me Cause I'm known to make a mountain out of mold Hell, you don't wanna get your 4 kids... Watch what you say to me. [2nd verse: Jay-Z] Rap music is something ain't it? The way these pictures is painted You swear these niggas is dangerous, the gangsta shit they be saying Lock em up in the booth with a half ounce of that cannabis Sit back, and watch the outlandish shit they portraying But, soon as you see em they freeze up like in museums Them statues, you like, "Is that the dude, that said he was gonna (pop you)" Niggas get running before you finish ya sentence And then they back to riffing, when they off at the safe distance You like, you was just here, you disappear like magicians In thin air, I'm like "Damn, nigga at least keep it consistent" I hear you baiting me lately, I been doing my best just to stay hater free Still watch what you say to me Sooner or later I take you up on your offer And put you all in ya place like I'm replacing ya father You talking, to the author, the architect of The Blueprint My DNA in your music, muthafucker you stupid? [Chorus:] Watch what you say to me You see me and ya know I'm tooled up You don't wanna see me cut the fool bruh Watch what you say to me Let me find out you talkin' tough in your song When you see me you know what's up boy, it's on. Nigga, what you say to me? Cause see I ain't been a fuck nigga never I'm just warning all you sucker niggas Better watch what you say to me Cause I'm known to make a mountain out of mold Hell, you don't wanna get your 4 kids... Watch what you say to me. [3rd verse: T.I.] Cause I ain't never been a sucker, been gangsta my whole life So a nigga disrespect me and it's on on sight I hear what you say in your song, some of that I don't like Keep it up, I feel tried, I see you, we gon' fight Be a man, say my name if you talking to me You never say it, well I figure you ain't talking to me Find out you is at the awards or was the code in the streets I swear I beat ya fuckin' ass like it ought to be beat See I ain't whispering lame, I ain't one for the game If I say fuck you nigga then, fuck you nigga, simple and plain I say no problem, there's no problem, pimping you do the same Now you just, swallow ya pride cuz you know I'm off the chain Try to refrain from being violent but you come out ya face I got my lawyer paid up ready to catch me a case When I feel you disrespected me, I'm a get me a K But all this shit can be avoided one way... [Chorus:] Watch what you say to me You see me and ya know I'm tooled up You don't wanna see me cut the fool bruh Watch what you say to me Let me find out you talkin' tough in your song When you see me you know what's up boy, it's on. Nigga, what you say to me? Cause see I ain't been a fuck nigga never I'm just warning all you sucker niggas Better watch what you say to me Cause I'm known to make a mountain out of mold Hell, you don't wanna get your 4 kids... Watch what you say to me. |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
I'm a pimp tight, nigga ridin clean after midnight,
Ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight, Run up on your bitch and ask her what that pussy hit like ? At first she actin' funny, but in a minute i knew she'd get right, Get down, got her fuckin' with another bitch now, I'm king of all ice so remember this tip town, And you ain't ready pussy nigga better set it down, We mag night and rock steady nigga spittin rounds, Turn ur stomach to spaghetti when you hit the ground, Toss the choppas in the chevy now we mashin down, Camilton, countin' all your benjamins and hamiltons, As far as I'm concerned your just a job for the janitors, Don't disregard i'm a guard your an amature, Hidin' behind your body guards and your manager, I pimp hard through all the pages in the calender, Bitch is Pimp Squad, its all action no cameras, [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER Yo, standin on the trap with me, mashin' me is best for me 1000 round magazine, my partner say no attemptin me Im A to the average B, respiratory ??, fruit chevy, H-IC, my lyrics hit like HIV Spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me, Bullets chip your l-i-p and dirty all your h-i-p's Shout out to your homies where they're feedin um through they IV, From the westside where they say I be, The way i be, the ruler of all i survery I be, Laid back, Yay's back, Triple Kiwi Maybach, Weed match the benz, Cush triple kiwi'd 80 pack, Old school baby crack, I'm tryin' to bring the 80's back, Haitians give me hated crack, cuz my momma hated crack, Til' we got evicted and I came through and done ate his ass, Playa back, we rhyme we i live, I'm a zone 3 hustla niggaz know what it is, [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER May we all bow our heads, and pray for this nigga, The undertakers comin any day for this nigga, They hate um' in the hood, from the dreams he been sellin', I read the paperwork and it seems you was tellin', You know what it is, and you know who I'm talkin' bout, When the feds came, I didn't open up my mouth, What you scared for ?, niggaz know you've been a hoe, It was like homie, shit was all good just a week ago, Get the goons ready start up your vehicle, And shoot at any fuckin' car you ain't seen before, Pick up the shells, and we use an automatic, They gave 50 years to my nigga lil' travis, Wee i'm movin trap, and let um trip over the wires, And then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir, Catch um before I do, T.I. go and handle your biz, When you see me holler at me homie you know what it is ... [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER |
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from T.I. - King (2006)
I'm a pimp tight, nigga ridin clean after midnight, Ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight, Run up on your bitch and ask her what that pussy hit like ? At first she actin' funny, but in a minute i knew she'd get right, Get down, got her fuckin' with another bitch now, I'm king of all ice so remember this tip town, And you ain't ready pussy nigga better set it down, We mag night and rock steady nigga spittin rounds, Turn ur stomach to spaghetti when you hit the ground, Toss the choppas in the chevy now we mashin down, Camilton, countin' all your benjamins and hamiltons, As far as I'm concerned your just a job for the janitors, Don't disregard i'm a guard your an amature, Hidin' behind your body guards and your manager, I pimp hard through all the pages in the calender, Bitch is Pimp Squad, its all action no cameras, [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER Yo, standin on the trap with me, mashin' me is best for me 1000 round magazine, my partner say no attemptin me Im A to the average B, respiratory ??, fruit chevy, H-IC, my lyrics hit like HIV Spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me, Bullets chip your l-i-p and dirty all your h-i-p's Shout out to your homies where they're feedin um through they IV, From the westside where they say I be, The way i be, the ruler of all i survery I be, Laid back, Yay's back, Triple Kiwi Maybach, Weed match the benz, Cush triple kiwi'd 80 pack, Old school baby crack, I'm tryin' to bring the 80's back, Haitians give me hated crack, cuz my momma hated crack, Til' we got evicted and I came through and done ate his ass, Playa back, we rhyme we i live, I'm a zone 3 hustla niggaz know what it is, [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER May we all bow our heads, and pray for this nigga, The undertakers comin any day for this nigga, They hate um' in the hood, from the dreams he been sellin', I read the paperwork and it seems you was tellin', You know what it is, and you know who I'm talkin' bout, When the feds came, I didn't open up my mouth, What you scared for ?, niggaz know you've been a hoe, It was like homie, shit was all good just a week ago, Get the goons ready start up your vehicle, And shoot at any fuckin' car you ain't seen before, Pick up the shells, and we use an automatic, They gave 50 years to my nigga lil' travis, Wee i'm movin trap, and let um trip over the wires, And then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir, Catch um before I do, T.I. go and handle your biz, When you see me holler at me homie you know what it is ... [Chorus] You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what it is, You know what is is, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER |
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from T.I. - Urban Legend: Grand Hustle (2004)
You might see me in the street
But nigga you don't know me When ya holla on the street Rememba you don't know me Save all the hatin and the poppin nigga you don't know me Quit tellin niggas you my partna Nigga you don't know me Don't be a groupie keep it movin Nigga you don't know me Hey I ain't trippin pimp the truth is Really you don't know me Ya you know they call me T.I. But you don't know me You be hatin and I see why Cuz you don't know me I think its time i made a song fo niggas who don't know me I graduated out the streets, Ima real OG I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet So all you niggas actin bad, you gon have to show me You gone make me bring da chevy to a real slow creep My niggas hangin out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth When the guns start poppin, wonder when its gonna cease choppa hitchu on the side and create a slow leak We can end the speculation cuz today we gone see What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me i giva fuck about the feds investigation on me I don't care they at my shows and they waitin on me Ima keep a flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat Tell police that I ain't stoppin Ima keep it in the streets Contrary to yo believes, im as real as you can be Fuck yo thoughts and yo feelings nigga you don't know me. [Chorus] Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me So don't be walkin up and askin whats the deal ona key. I don't know if you wearin wires you could be the police If I was slangin dope you couldnt get an OZ See me at the PSC follow thru and tha show deep police holdin up the door, cuz they know we tote heat I just wanna wrap a C, blowin dro ina fleet Only hittin bout a dozen different bitches ina week I just wanna chill with Kuntry and his daddy Freddy G Ballin out @ anytime, hit every store and spend a G Wanna ball in the Bahamas curtousy of KT MacBoney gotta Mill. as well as a dolla DP Ak house on the hill right next to JG Everyweek meet there for lunch, restaurant and eat free Get inda paid Lil Craig an G That's the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets [Chorus] You see a nigga hatin on a G Ask em what's it gonna be Whatcha lookin at, pussy nigga you don't know me At the club, in the streets Or where ever we should meet It's choppas choppin pistols poppin nigga you don't know me [2x] [Chorus] Grand Hustlin' Pimp Urban Legends Comin Soon The wait is over hommie PSC Pimpin You don't know me dawg... |
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from T.I. - Urban Legend [single] (2005)
You might see me in the street
But nigga you don't know me When ya holla on the street Rememba you don't know me Save all the hatin and the poppin nigga you don't know me Quit tellin niggas you my partna Nigga you don't know me Don't be a groupie keep it movin Nigga you don't know me Hey I ain't trippin pimp the truth is Really you don't know me Ya you know they call me T.I. But you don't know me You be hatin and I see why Cuz you don't know me I think its time i made a song fo niggas who don't know me I graduated out the streets, Ima real OG I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet So all you niggas actin bad, you gon have to show me You gone make me bring da chevy to a real slow creep My niggas hangin out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth When the guns start poppin, wonder when its gonna cease choppa hitchu on the side and create a slow leak We can end the speculation cuz today we gone see What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me i giva fuck about the feds investigation on me I don't care they at my shows and they waitin on me Ima keep a flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat Tell police that I ain't stoppin Ima keep it in the streets Contrary to yo believes, im as real as you can be Fuck yo thoughts and yo feelings nigga you don't know me. [Chorus] Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me So don't be walkin up and askin whats the deal ona key. I don't know if you wearin wires you could be the police If I was slangin dope you couldnt get an OZ See me at the PSC follow thru and tha show deep police holdin up the door, cuz they know we tote heat I just wanna wrap a C, blowin dro ina fleet Only hittin bout a dozen different bitches ina week I just wanna chill with Kuntry and his daddy Freddy G Ballin out @ anytime, hit every store and spend a G Wanna ball in the Bahamas curtousy of KT MacBoney gotta Mill. as well as a dolla DP Ak house on the hill right next to JG Everyweek meet there for lunch, restaurant and eat free Get inda paid Lil Craig an G That's the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets [Chorus] You see a nigga hatin on a G Ask em what's it gonna be Whatcha lookin at, pussy nigga you don't know me At the club, in the streets Or where ever we should meet It's choppas choppin pistols poppin nigga you don't know me [2x] [Chorus] Grand Hustlin' Pimp Urban Legends Comin Soon The wait is over hommie PSC Pimpin You don't know me dawg... |
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from T.I. - Trap Muzik (2003)
(feat. Mac Boney)
This a trap This aint no album This aint no game This a trap (trap muzik) [Repeat 8x] [1st Verse] Welcome back to the trap Niggas back in the trap Wit another heavy chevy Big dope boys and trap All you rap niggas role out I trap when it's cold out Whack niggas flyin But I stay down to I'm sold out Cause down a hundred ground Like a rapping in a dope house Man wherever I be The feds got me scoped out Mother fucker let my nuts hang Block out the duc canes Cook it to it bubbles Doulble fast as a mustang I know you think you fuck man But little showty tuff man Been a long time Since a nigg from Alanta Spit this nuts game Thats a very few of real niggas So how could they give nigga The feelin that a real nigga Would get around a real nigga All they do is still niggas ideas And rhythm wit em Holla sumthin similar Talking bout the hood Like they hung in em I got a million rhythms Want em come get em What bitch you pussy nigga I'm just havin fun wit em [chorus repeat 8x] [verse 2] Still telling niggas I aint wholing I aint crolling When the 12 hit the corner I aint brolling I aint rolling Keep the coat stretch out Like Carl Louis Hamstring Stepped on like I'm working With the damn thing Drible baby aint seen What I do to a ounce of doe A whip man on my pager Like I pay you folks To whip somemoore I'm doper than the fluid cellur I flip it all up by myself I give my niggas recipes So they can turn to sumthin else They love to work Thats why I keep em comin Like conlasions plate We flip the cake We move this shit from Georgia Baby state to state Attemadate Niggas in the city Who've been moving weight Nobody loosing weight They fuck with us Cause you've been known to hate Demonstrate The way we turned the trout Out in '98 Sarted out in '95 Started out with nicks and dimes Niggas you done lost your mind Thinking you could set up shop Pimpin I respect the game Lets take this to another block [chorus repeat 8x] [outro talk] [outro verse] Pimp squad Showty still in the trap When I spot a scene hot With the man name Jon And the collad green pot On alot of straight hen And alot of green pot Compation in a range Like he gotta be stop Well maybe I will be But probably not Oh what the blood cloak You try to knock em out and he sock Listen to me I'm serious Thinkin how did he not End up way up On the top of Detroit If come where I was You gotta be pop And if you really want to pop And I rather be dropped Listen pops Want to know a little more About rap Firts rule this is real It aint just a record deal Its a trap [music continues] [music fades] |
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from T.I. - Trap Muzik (2003)
(feat. Mac Boney)
This a trap This aint no album This aint no game This a trap (trap muzik) [Repeat 8x] [1st Verse] Welcome back to the trap Niggas back in the trap Wit another heavy chevy Big dope boys and trap All you rap niggas role out I trap when it's cold out Whack niggas flyin But I stay down to I'm sold out Cause down a hundred ground Like a rapping in a dope house Man wherever I be The feds got me scoped out Mother fucker let my nuts hang Block out the duc canes Cook it to it bubbles Doulble fast as a mustang I know you think you fuck man But little showty tuff man Been a long time Since a nigg from Alanta Spit this nuts game Thats a very few of real niggas So how could they give nigga The feelin that a real nigga Would get around a real nigga All they do is still niggas ideas And rhythm wit em Holla sumthin similar Talking bout the hood Like they hung in em I got a million rhythms Want em come get em What bitch you pussy nigga I'm just havin fun wit em [chorus repeat 8x] [verse 2] Still telling niggas I aint wholing I aint crolling When the 12 hit the corner I aint brolling I aint rolling Keep the coat stretch out Like Carl Louis Hamstring Stepped on like I'm working With the damn thing Drible baby aint seen What I do to a ounce of doe A whip man on my pager Like I pay you folks To whip somemoore I'm doper than the fluid cellur I flip it all up by myself I give my niggas recipes So they can turn to sumthin else They love to work Thats why I keep em comin Like conlasions plate We flip the cake We move this shit from Georgia Baby state to state Attemadate Niggas in the city Who've been moving weight Nobody loosing weight They fuck with us Cause you've been known to hate Demonstrate The way we turned the trout Out in '98 Sarted out in '95 Started out with nicks and dimes Niggas you done lost your mind Thinking you could set up shop Pimpin I respect the game Lets take this to another block [chorus repeat 8x] [outro talk] [outro verse] Pimp squad Showty still in the trap When I spot a scene hot With the man name Jon And the collad green pot On alot of straight hen And alot of green pot Compation in a range Like he gotta be stop Well maybe I will be But probably not Oh what the blood cloak You try to knock em out and he sock Listen to me I'm serious Thinkin how did he not End up way up On the top of Detroit If come where I was You gotta be pop And if you really want to pop And I rather be dropped Listen pops Want to know a little more About rap Firts rule this is real It aint just a record deal Its a trap [music continues] [music fades] |
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