1.Intro
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sorry
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really
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2.Fuck Da City Up
This for my niggas on the block dodging one time
Grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
Put ya middle fingers in the air one time
Ride wit me, fuck the city up one time
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up one time
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up
Fuck the city up one time
Fresh out the bed getting head in a Range Rove
All about that bread, rubberbands on my bankroll
Bankhead, Simpson Road this Atlanta bitch
So fly, so gangsta, gutter, glamorous
We living out your fantasies, suckas can't handle this
They know we run the city shawty it's unanimous
Shout it out sold yay, nine forty-four
K, Quarter, half, whole thang nigga like the old days？
Hey, dope boy trap nigga swag
Hundred karat chain, quarter mil in the bag
I'm no longer poppin' tags I just let 'em hang
Sucka nigga doing bad I just do my thang
And I ain't frontin', straight by the book--G Code
Bad bitch, a flat stomach, fat booty, deep throat
Twenty grand in my pants, fifty in my peacoat
Jeezy fuckin' wit me and we fuckin' up the city ho
I seen Jizzle in traffic with his top off
So much Louie shit it looking like it knock off
Violation, that'll get ya ass knocked off
Texas Pete nigga get ya ass hot sauce
Ever see me in the club with my shades off
It was a cool contest I guess the shades lost
28-5 yeah that's my cost
Bitch my closet so big I swear I got lost
What？ Yeah I think I'm gon' need a map
We throw them birdies in the pool make 'em swim a lap
Whip it counterclockwise, that's the backstroke
Bitch my chain so big look like my back broke
Yeah we 'bout to fuck the city up, go broke
Bitch I'm balling so hard I need the whole court
Six spots in one night they call it club hopping
That new Tip and Jizzle shit, it got the club rocking
I'm talkin' A-Town shit, ex lean pound bit
Chopper, fifty round clip
Keep it with me, I 'on't slip
Anyone around Tip bout that drama boy I promise
Got a O of presidential, bitch I'm blowin' that Obama
Yeah I'm talkin' plenty choppers, scopes on the A-R
You know how I do it, Forgiatos on the car
When I came up out the womb all I wanna be a star
Hope the feds don't stop me, life sentence in the car
Hey boy we spittin, reminiscin' bout when we was in the kitchen
Representin', niggas payin' bitches need to pay attention
And we on for the city freaks, this A-T-L
Do it for my nigga Big Meech and B.M.F. nigga
Nigga, all I blow is strong bitch I'm straight for the week
Order 5000 dollars, threw it all on the freaks
Order twenty-five bricks, I put em all on the streets
Bitch it's shaketown and we turnt up while you sleep
3.Hot Wheels
I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast
And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!
I'm in a hot wheel til I light this here
Tap my b!tch she switch my gear
Diamond shining they all clear
PHMG they all here
Tattoos they all over me
She see me kissin' all on my tip
He say I'm a Ricky nigga, I been doing it for years
Better take a look at me, better check my booking fee
I been cooking shit off in the kitchen but I ain't Lil' B
Pull up in a Hot Wheel, b!tch need a green card
All-red candy paint, nigga this your dream car
I'm that muthaf-ckin nigga all the b!tches scheme for
When she with me, she be hoping all her girlfriends seen her
She suck a d!ck so good, but why you think she on my team for
I got her dancing slow, in slow mo like she on lean or something
Smoking on that dro, got that ho drinking semen
Hear me coming down the street： 'Rari, screaming
Pinky ring doing numbers, shining, blinging
Ink all on my body and I'm hotter than a demon
I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast
And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!
Hold on let me rip this ho
Car so fast I flipped that ho
Tell them boys don't play with Dro
Pause that b!tch, skip that ho
Black coat let my coupe in here
Decapitate my roof in here
The reason why they ask for Dro cuz they wanted the truth in
here
Just like Star, I'm rockin ya
？ I'm poppin ya
I knew something was fishy going on like tilapia
You ain't f-ckin with pimpin though
My wrist blow up like indigo
I like a model b!tch but I would rather Oprah Winfrey though
The richest b!tch up in this b!tch
My paint flop and then flip in this
My Glock it got a ？
My car so wet it's drippin shit
They copy me like Kinko do
Diamond chain, one pink one blue
Car so fast, my speakers on blast
Don't ？ me boy, I'm shittin on you
Hold up they can't take this shit
I spaz out with no brakes and shit
I'm Bosco with this cake and shit
Congo dro, ape and shit
I saw yo broad and took that b!tch
Wassup with all that liquor shit？
You see these horses on my car
'Rari b!tch I'm pushin it
I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast
And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!
OK, Alright. Uh huh uh huh. Aye
I'm mindin mine in 599
New Ferraris, know that I'm ballin ho
400 thousand in public housing, this is all loud as this blunt a
dro
Through Atlanta station I'm pushin
Every corner I'm whippin
Bad b!tches just lookin
Tryna throw me that p-ssy
Say what happened baby
I can't call it
Nigga cool but they ain't shawty
Wrist froze, I can't thaw it
100 Mill but that ain't, I'm hard
As a muthaf-cka swear to God
Regards to the trap niggas and dope boys, pause
Blow a half a mil just cause, ball
Money ain't a thang, not at all
Drankin lean and grape koolaid
Been high on here like 2 days
Fresh to death in that new wave
Diamonds clearer than Blu-ray, Aye
Ain't no fugaze, I'm to made jump suitcase
Say 30 mil, you bet double that
That money short we gon' double back
Got rubber bands round 30 racks
I'm trouble man, so where the trouble at？
I got a truck load of them hoodrat
I pushed through, where your hood at？
I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast
And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!
4.Loud Mouth
Hey, big bank, lotta guap, (yeah)
They bout a dolla？ I ain't tryin' to holla
'96 Impala buckets under that
On automatic status, we ain't havin' none of that
Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane
Everybody fuckin' with my campaign
Get dough or get lost, shawty always
Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way
And I deliver long john son, I don't play
Poppin' out before the sun come, I don't stay
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah)
I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Aigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be gettin' head like a Kangoo
Got your girl sellin' pussy to my tango
What, she so wet, think I'm gonna need a rain coat
On 285 doing 85!
Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize
Check the time, I better say mine bitches
Need a sign on my dick that say 'Fine Bitches'
And you know I'm throwed like five pitchers
And you know I'm high like five Swishas
Jay's used to say 'what up Slim？'
Cause they know I'm known to make that work cartwheel
Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still
Even if it's winter time, I'm ridin' in a drop still
You don't have an idea of the life that I live
Pockets so loud, got them bitches doin' adlibs
I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth
Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace - deuce
Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús
Get it straight dude, I ain't with that nonsense
Bank rolls like a bad bitch lookin' all mint
No joystickin' nothin' over here dog
So ain't no playin' me at all, let's be clear dog
I'm raw as ever, flaw is never(？)
Just as blind (？) tough as leather (？) eatin' better
Somebody better tell 'em
'Fore that tré four seven hit they cerebellum
Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk
That's why I'm ridin' I'm goin' in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I'm ridin' out, pockets on loud mouth
5.On Purpose
I say I'm ridin, I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad bitch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose, on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
Say I'm ridin, I'm swervin
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad bitch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
Don't try me dawg we'll fuck you up
On purpose, on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin' (Bow!)
I'm double cup in my lean, swisher sweet in my fruity
Got 20 plus in my jeans, make them stipper bitch get to it
Got 6s in my burban, im riding high and im swervin bruh
My kush hard in my back seat with a black freak and he twerkin
her
Hard in the paint like Josh Smith, do not slip, I bang mine
I'm zone one bankhead shawty, I'm west side no gang signs
Pimp squad, grand hustle man, steady duckin' them suckers man
This trouble man ridin' with trouble man, them mutherfuckas in
trouble man
I'm rubberband in my banks like it got thigh pads in my Levis
Naw shawty no Levis, these Strivers Row, we ballin ho
Quarter mil in the bag brought it all to blow
On 24, we surfin
Rep Atlanta shit no accident we immaculate on purpose
(uh huh, uh huh, yeaaahh)
I murk a nigga on purpose (Bow! Bow!) flatline
For the real A to take back over the game, it's that time
Shawty poppin' ass fat, so I'm feelin' like she worth it
This cash I'm finna be servin', feelin' like she doin' it on
purpose
Just swervin' just tryna get to her (whoo!), vicious, 36-34-36,
ridiculous
Jazzy phizzle my nizzle I'm iller than illa bitch ya, a bad
bitch poppin' ass like a stripper
And I'm the tipper
Aye Tip, I just fucked her and her sister, on purpose
To the world they some good girls, but I know behind the
curtains
They gon get down and dirty, on a camera while I slam her
Goddamn I love Atlanta, chop a pistol, grip a hammer
(oh yeah, oh yeah, aye look, aye look, aye look)
Pullin' up, they like how the fuck, he got 6's on his sports car
Bad bitch wit some big tits we got all the dope in her sport bra
After I hit the curb I gotta slow leap, see she was suckin' me
slowly
These black tint got me number 3 on that Urban Legend you don't
know me
My ferrari ass I'm horsin', I hit the gas she moisten
Them lame ho be like nuh-uh, this ol' pussy dick where her voice
at
You know everywhere stand by that, you'll never get where that
Glock at
Myself man for the fortune ho, same thing for that outfit (yeah)
Look like I'm bout to do a little commercial, when I see them
nigga hatin', I'mma play that shit in worser (yeah)
Big boy wit coach, that be a couple bands a pop (uh huh)
They wanna see me but them photos had me top ho
6.Stunt'n Like A Fool
Black jeans, white tee
Black rims, white B
8 figure nigga, small digits don't excite me
Iced out brightly, shine like lightning
Everything bad bout my bitches but they hygeine
Turned up hyphy, everytime you see me on
Matter fact, you can't see me
'Less you turn your TV on
Ay, we beyond that peon shit
That he be on
I stunt, ball daily
Fuck y'all, pay me
Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
My life like a movie
Call me Martin Scorsese
On fire blazin', burnin' hot cajun
Ay dude, fuckin' A, I am fuckin A-mazin!
Everytime you see me out
Just take yo' ho' and
We be out
We throwin 'bands and goin' HAM, no doubt
You know what we be 'bout
Ballin' out the frame
Stuntin' like a fool
X4
Ay you know how we do
Stuntin' like a fool
Ankle sock, flip flop, maybach-clear top
Killin shit I oughta get a buncha tatted teardrops
Mil's all that we about
Fuck that shit you hear about
You don't wanna be the one them g's come and see about
Party in the penthouse
Live in the boondocks
Million dollar watch, diamond loud as a boombox
Bullshit I do not
On that dough I zoom in
Haters bet cool out, 'fore I call them goons in
Who you think you foolin'？
You bad nigga？ Do it then
Show me, make me a believer
You don't know me, I'm low key
Hoes on a niggas strivers row
Cargo pants, Louis V
They doin bad, I'm doin me
Take a frame, gettin paid
Out the frame, Skip Bay'ed
All I blow is strong
Dont insult me with your mid-grade
Mid-day, late night
All I lay is straight pipe
Hit her from behind, nevermind what her face like
Then I take flight in a zone
Bitch I'm on one
Got so many enemies, cuz niggas bitches into me
It's finna be some mad mufuckas in a minute
When I send that pussy back to em and they fall in it
Don't care who Im offendin'
Been a G since the beginnin
They love you when you losin'
Guess they hate me cuz I'm winnin
I'm sinnin and repentin to God
And trying hard to stay humble and keep my cool
Cuz I'm stuntin' like a fool
7.Pimp
Hol' up, smoke something bitch
Hol' up, Sweet Jones
Goin' down
She suck on my dick, lickin' her butt
Wife that bitch, she the neighborhood slut
You really shouldn't trust me so much
That girl love these nuts
She told me don't tell, keep it on the low (low)
I make her get down on the flo'
Show me what you workin' with, gon head twerk it bitch
Pussyhole fatter than a Benz with a body kit
I do what I please, you do what you can
She get on her knees, I won't tell her man
It's very thin line between a fuck and a date
And if ya playin' with some paper, she might scream rape
Statutory is a whole different category
We don't do babies, only grown ladies
So if you wanna get ya back knocked out
Let me hit ya in the butt and then put it in ya mouth
It's big pimpin', five or six women
Had bitches eatin' pussy wit' my dick still in it
Groupie hoes eatin' booty holes, thirty five minutes
Finished jackin' in they face, while they kiss it, (muah)
Imagine, bad bitches all over the mattress with asses like
Serena, Trina, face is like Cassie
Cum so I can nut and drop and say it taste like candy, so nasty,
head game way above average
On patron, dro, cocaine and a tablet, let her have it front to
back
While she tossin' her salad, they call me big dick daddy
They love this wood, they say 'we fucked a lot of rappers, none
this good'
Ask my pussy, all I gotta say is get to it
And they don't care who there, they just do it
Like Pimp C say 'give a ho no leeway, bitches do whatever we
say, okay'
Pimp (16x)
She got a big mouth, and she talks too much
I got a big dick, that loves to get sucked
Now what you think she gon get？
If I introduce her mouth to my dick
It's gonna be a match made in heaven, something like soul mates
We have a lot of sex, but we don't go on dates
And I can't tell the homies, I wish I could
But I can't cause the bitch is too good
I'm a firm believer, she's an overachiever
And I know when I see her
She don't stop till I skeet her
I used to like sex in the bed
Then I met them freaky girls that give me super head
Now I got everybody jammin' this song, she can get some dick
even with her panties on
I'm lookin' at her pussy, she can keep it
I just want a blow job, can you keep a secret？ (biiiitch!)
8.This Time Of Night
We showin up, it's going down
She know it's us, I let her know it now
It's 3, 4, 5 in the morning
One thing for sure this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs this time of night
Ass looking on swoll
Damn shawty! Long hair pretty toes
(know who I am shawty)
？ nice face
She say she wanna ride up to my place
And she wanna bring a friend if it's alright
2 bottles chillin, everybody on pills
9.In A Nutshell
In a nutshell, I'm the shit off in this bitch
The reason all the bad bitches switch off in this bitch
I'm flyer than a rocket, lift off up in this bitch
Everybody on their toes, I'm on my tip off in this bitch
In a nutshell, we getting money, cracking bitches
Paparazzi has their cameras snapping, taking pictures
Maserati snatchin 60 down the residential
I can tell from your reaction you don't know nobody realer
In a nutshell
Shawty I'm so far gone
Redhead and a blonde on each arm
Lanvin, Louboutin, Maison Margiela
They be blogging about what I got on, debating where they sell
'em
I tell 'em, even if you find 'em, you ain't finna get 'em
My swagger on Beretta： (click click) Pow! Get 'em
Boy I'm all about that balling
I just flossed a stunt but I don't front
Damn this shit they talking about
Bitch, I ain't got it because I don't want it
Sex on the Beamer, arrogant demeanor
She say she ain't freaking, bet I turn her like Tina
Mills on deck, got that check, no FEMA
Looking at my net like overlooking the marina
Them machines out front in the valet, not the alley
In my Ballys cracking bitches from the valley out in Cali
With that bread, I'm a beast, you don't know about me？
National Geographic did a show about me
Man, ain't nobody on my level
Just ask that new Bugatti or them diamonds in my bezel
I throw a ho a mazi I don't give a shit about it
Party with me, I collect the hottest bodies as a hobby
Fly as I can be, need no copilot
The bomb, kill shit dead, kamikaze
Better watch me though, I'm definitely popping, that I'm certain
of
We grand hustle playboys, partner, ain't no work in us
All the money we throwing, they reimbursing us
Get 'em to the crib and fill their pussies, not their purses up
Need no dress rehearsal, bruh, I'm fresh as shit, it's
effortless
Amazing hoes, impressing bitches： 'Tip is just the best at
this!'
I'm a stunner, kill 'em without a lama
They callin' me paris hunter whenever in Ferragamo
They love me in California, they feel him in Arizona
I got hoes so bad, I wanna drill 'em without a condom
I fill 'em up in the Hummer, I fill 'em up with the mali
Keep 'em off of the white and fill 'em up with the rati
I'm a Eastside Gotti with a beachside hottie (yeah)
It's always on me, I got a discreet sign, shottie
Since I've been getting bigger, I picked up a couple hobbies
Now I like to fly, now I like Ducatis
First I was just hot, now I'm like wasabi
In a nutshell, nigga, I'm the shit to everybody
10.Jeezy Speaks
God bless ... on nigger
You know what it is this mother fucker nigger
Nothing in between niggers ride clean
This pussy ass I know what it is ..
Cause if it is we win it mother fucker
.. niggers turned up by this bitch .. you see this unity
Around you nigger .. take a picture hold on click click
.. that's ride capital A capital we are gonna stand tall like
a mother fucker tree
.. we get money million dollars .. we fuck our own hoes wear our
own clothes
.. look like stars .. we are up next we sell supreme 2 6 real
nigger
Big dicks big balls .. we know what the fuck it is nigger .. you
all know what is this nigger
I said it because it's got to be said we bust ass nigger
11.Who What When
You gonna do something to who(who)
What(what)
When(when)
Never that
If they got a problem
Tell em call me we can settle that
Matter fact you ain't gotta tell em
Ill tell em that(ill tell em)
And if these niggas' sigh we gon' slide down where they motha'
at
Ak-47 with the double strap
How your sister at the funeral,bring my rubber back
Just for fucking with the wrong one
Ya I got a short temper but I got a long gun
Callin' mac the chicken wing cause it got its own drum
I know these niggas' sick of me
Cause I done had a long run
Countin' all this money(money)
Fucking all these hoes(hoes)
They was looking at me funny cause I pulled up in the rose(rose)
Y'all good for talkin' on twitter(twitter)
We good for sparkin' on niggas'(sparkin')
Broad day walk up on a niggas'
Had a homicide unit put the chop up on niggas'
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who,what,when
You say you want it with who,what,when
Them shots is comin' at who,what,when
You was sayin' that to who,what,when fuck nigga
You better get that fuck shit off ya mind
Cause im'a up that strap,you crossed the line
Make examples out you niggas' start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' enjoy upside your head with them twos
You want to find me
You can find me at the the of the list
Said if they ever let me in I wouldn't stop it for shit
You see that motivation make you say I'm cocky as shit
Whatever fuck it tell em suck a hippopotamus dick
Nowadays play how could I possibly get im getting paid
Get out the Maybach and go hop in the jet
Know they hat in on the rise and the cheddar I spend
And the fact that I'm looking' fly in whatever I'm in
Most of you big niggas' soft like the Michelin man
When you see a lil nigga standing with a pencil in hand
Kept me off stage rappin with my dick in my hand
Tryna distinguish the difference between a bitch and a fan
I done been broke once homie never again
Cause I sold dope once and ill sell it again
First week 500 ill sell it again
Tell the mice make way and let Elvis in
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who,what,when
You say you want it with who,what,when
Them shots is comin' at who,what,when
You was sayin' that to who,what,when fuck nigga
You better get that fuck shit off ya mind
Cause im'a up that strap,you crossed the line
Make examples out you niggas' start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' enjoy upside your head with them twos
I'm ballin half around, half a jet, nigga pound for pound
Only time we showin up, the shut this motha fucker down
Ridin round in the Kia, no spare tires
Chopper round shots fired
Nigga flatlines zip came to it and keep the powder savoral
Drive bys on dirt bike with Meek Milli O
Crow rock shells
I bleach em and watch em fade away
And leave a nigga block
Wetter than a rainy day
West beat Beavis when you scared to leave the crib
Guzzi and he inspired for some of the dolla mill
I'm worth mills and I beat a niggas ass still
Ya'll niggas get wasted I ain't talkin spilled bills
School a hunt knox I'm a hate a cheetah
One ya a dick sucka get your head up with the nina
And YM still strapped snookin with the cleava
Ya best bet： to run the other way when I see ya
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who,what,when
You say you want it with who,what,when
Them shots is comin' at who,what,when
You was sayin' that to who,what,when fuck nigga
You better get that fuck shit off ya mind
Cause im'a up that strap,you crossed the line
Make examples out you niggas' start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' enjoy upside your head with them twos
12.The One
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Hey Hey Hey (x3)
There ain't never been a question on who runnin' the streets
On second guessin' my profession is like nothin' to me
Don't learn a lesson out here flexin' they get bust in the
streets
I told 'em chrome, Smith and Wesson right up under the seats
Ay listen close gotta tote, give a fuck if you see
If you don't wanna die tonight you best stop fuckin' wit me
Ay I'm intelligent and hella rich and plus I'm a G
They call me T.I.P. way off in the chain
Spit a verse, throw you niggas way off of your game
In my opinion, bein' lame it should cost you your fame
In all the hatin' on my name burn it off wit' the flame
I'm grippin' new wood grain and the C-L-C's
If I ride through the city on some D-L shit
Niggas say they sell brick that's what we sell bitch
Think I'm lyin' ask anybody and they'll tell bitch
Ay in this shit I'm the one, competition is none
Start hatin' on my niggas, boy you niggas is done
Start sprayin' at you niggas, bet you niggas will run
Start callin' on the phone for some niggas to come
They be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got
none
When the nigga say he runnin, I don't think he got none
They be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got
none
When the nigga say he runnin, I don't think he got none
Know niggas hate to hear me say it, but they know I'm a king
I'm in the roads gettin' choked by the whore of your dreams
Ass swole, pretty toes keep a whore on the scene
I eat the pussy for an hour, waitin' on the cream
And stuff the pussy fill wit' pine to get that blow on the scene
She can damage your self-esteem till that whore on some 'premes
She gonna talk to you like you great till you show her some
things
You see me ridin' with a lean, with Big Kuntry and King
C-Rod, Mac and D.P. and all the rest of the kings
I was raised by the greatest gangstas the city has seen
When I talk to you and your partners, nothin' comes in between
Bring all the niggas you can bring, nigga do what you do
But I guarantee the P$C will be shootin' at you
And we got choppers and if you smart, you'd be shootin them too
No coppin' deuces callin' it off, I'm refusin' the truth
13.Piss'n On Your Ego
Automatic bullet flow
Uzi, Calico
Ladies man？ Yeah, but to that pussy I'm a bully tho
Beat it, eat it, let it go
Retarded, stupid, silly tho
This city been on life support
I'm gonna get out and kill it tho
Really tho, off the chain
Getting into heavy things
Stuntin out the furnished dealer
Bustin out the cabin mayne
God like Charlemagne
Never ate a hotter thang
Ever hit it, ever did it ？
I'm way in the front, ？, no athlete
？ nigga watch my smoke
Cause I'm gonna get money, to the top I go
Say you get dough, nigga ？ I know
The housekeeper get more to come and mop my floor
Silly ？
Nigga know my stylo
Pissin on your ego, pissin on your ego
Shittin on your pride and we pissin on your ego
I'm back up on my rap shit, you bastards got it backwards
Got it twisted and exaggerated
Stretched out： elastics
You niggas ain't on my radar!
I bypass niggas, no gastric
I pull up front in that monster truck
And I park that shit Jurrassic
Got a drunk bitch on my mattress
Doing backflips, gymnastics
She holding on to that monkey bar
Yelling out my name： no ad-libs
Niggas get mad at us for what？
We live out life at the after-party
Don't come at me with that ego shit
We piss on that like a port-o-potty
This beat is retarded so therefore my flow is autistic
Come on down to Bobby's World
You ain't no friend I would visit
Flow like I'm on a mission
So there is no competition
It's looking like hunting season
And we in the slaughter business
Ball hard： pavement
Broads in amazement
Large money talking, I ain't gotta make a statement
My impatient grind, I'm taking mine
I ain't ？ from mine
Anybody wanna shine？ I suggest you wait in line
I'm chasing dimes and paper
But for these haters I don't break a stride
Defecating on your ride, make you commit suicide
Do or die, who am I？
Bullet in the Bulls-eye
14.Harry Potter D.O.P.E
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
How often at night where the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Then give me a land where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely down to the stream
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream
Oh I would not exchange my old home on the range
Where the deer and the antelop play
Where the seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
15.I See Ghost's
Hey I think I seen a ghost
Half a million dollar car, ain't even got no note
Bitches layin' on the bed, bitches on the flo'
Money to the ceiling, money come and money go
I think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghost
Hamiltons and Franklins, they come in every show
Money to the ceiling, how you love you can go
Graveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blow
I think I'm seeing ghosts
Money burning in my hand while I'm still counting
We put drivers in the seats, I'm in the back lounging
My bitch she don't even speak no English when she come in town
and
I'm seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
It's all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin' (？)
I'm counting dirty money, I don't need no help to count it
It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
I'm going higher than a elevator out the country
I do whatever for that paper, it ain't on my country
I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
Man I get rock and roll high, dog I'm off the channel
I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
And I go crazy with that back, it ain't nothing I can't handle
I'm in my room with the light off, burning candles
Youngest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta
His money timid, hear motherfuckers talk money
I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
I'm still making cake even when I lost money
A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
I'm balling way above par, got golf money
The bus full of duffel bags and that's all money
You wonder what my motivation？ Bro, it been money
Make extra jet cause my little mama love to spend money
We Texas Hold 'Em, rolling dice with your rent money
Get out my face and fuck your life if you ain't getting money
Say boy, I spend the money you're trying to make
Sell 100 Gs and it's sad to say
Big dough, I get that
In a fear？ Push your shit back
I'm arrogant and I'm cocky cause I got a graveyard in my pocket
Spent 100K on my chain and a couple mill on my watch here
My chick ride in that car you in
This city, I argue in
Get big money, no little dough
See dead presidents, real ghosts
Boo! That's the look on the haters face when I pull up in the
ghost like Casper
Ooh! That's what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right
before we got ghost
On my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost Rider
I swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriter
I see them suckers, I get ghost
I don't fuck with busters
Too busy sitting ghost, you know how that goes
Give me more, give me more
Yeah I ghost that work
Whip it like Goldberg
Yeah I ghost that word
Heavyweight, Goldberg, I'm a wrassler, ho
Clothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghosts
Chauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghost
Got my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whip
Hey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denims
Yeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts
16.I'll Show You
K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin' in the Bentley
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, with some case are pending
And my folk behind the waterboard city, keep it pimpin'
Tell them hatin' ass law, bitch I'm ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
Didn't need no wheel cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen
I'm so fucked up, intoxicants
My flow still so stupid competent
Competition evidently don't know what they up against
Obviously oblivious, in the city I'm serious
I'm seriously poppin', I will be the reason why it's hot in here
Material you droppin' better push that back, that can't come out
this year
I got this here, can't stop this, got this like I got blocks in
here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in here
I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman
Pay niggas no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm deliverin'
Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my
Plan of execution, I'm demandin' retribution
First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a noose
Cause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and affluent
They want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruined
Nah, nothin' doin' brah, congratulations you a bus' (？)
A really great advantage point, so take your vantage point
Watch, with the flip of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the nigga to join
Don't listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin'
They speak what I know and think it's over for them (？)
Bow back, ya boy got fly high
With ten chicks, got high in sha la
Niggas stay talkin' all that ca ca
No mucho deniro, no habla
About my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(？)
How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got 'em
I'll show niggas better than Tell niggas
Paint over discussions 'bout Push, I never fail niggas
How I'm back Jack, listen, what the hell niggas？
This the new God flow, the Holy Grail niggas
Can't see me, Book of Eli, it's in Braille niggas
I'm on track to be the best, I want Derrelle niggas
I bend balls(？) on bitches, I unveil(？) nigga
OfficiallyIce, don't at 'em, show and tell nigga
Say my brother better？ Big deal
Big brother, so fuck you, he hammer, can't touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene pool
We laugh about it, that's cool
I'm at the top and he better？
If you think about it, we rule
My life is an open book
My stuntin' is an open look
These gold chains, these stone rings
This cocaine that I overcooked
I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean'd that fish scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist froze
And these ice cubes on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a fish bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callers
G.O.O.D. Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us
17.Oh Yeah
Wherever you are, im sorry im gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause im so turned up and im burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at filet chow up in vegas in town
Its a sold out crowd bitches from the front row
Up to the nose bleeds and they all wanna go
No they all wanna go, I make em say
Ay, they all they wanna go, ay don't they trey
Hey if your girl wanna go tell her say
And if that broad wanna go she should say
Now from LA to the bay, I make em say
And from New York to MIA, bitches say
From Chi Town to the D, bitches scream
San Louis Houston do you wanna go with me
Hey you can catch me in Atlanta with my pedal to the floor
On that 5,99 guts like a bloody nose
Ain't no secret how I kick it nigga everybody know
Bout my paper sorry no time for you haters gotta go
When im on the westcoat in that ghost on that low
One 5 for a movie, quarter mil for a show
Gotta pill in a bottle for the rod for a ho
Sweet heart to a lady, still hard on a ho
Thank god for my lady I know they be on that radio wiling
While we chilling somewhere on an island, smiling
On a big dot is he really that hot
Ain't you too niggga guess not
Bitches hoppin on my dick, 'fore I hop up out the car
Walk away with 5 or 6 as im passing by the bars
See im tuggin on my zipper as I fire up my cigar
Lets get this straight, you go get naked get it crackin till
tomorrow
Wherever you are, im sorry im gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause im so turned up and im burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at filet chow up in vegas in town
Its a sold out crowd bitches from the front row
Up to the nose bleeds and they all wanna go
No they all wanna go, I make em say
Ay, they all they wanna go, ay don't they trey
Hey if your girl wanna go tell her say
And if that broad wanna go she should say
Now from LA to the bay, I make em say
And from New York to MIA, bitches say
From Chi Town to the D, bitches scream
San Louis Houston do you wanna go with me
Yeah we in the same book, but im on another page
Peach king off the leash out the cage on the streets
Kill nigga like A's cut bitches like blades
Shine always, fuck you when whatever y'all say
Bitch nigga Im paid even when I'm locked up
Heard nigga went broke, well shawty not us
Quarter K in the benz they say shawty washed up
To a bitch, bullshit then shawty popped off in yo motherfucking
town
Just to show it's going down, my brother and my lil cousin got
you lady goin round
Nigga I dont want her, I'm so superior by far
She'll never see the inside of my car
Wherever you are, im sorry im gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause im so turned up and im burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Its a sold out crowd bitches from the front row
Up to the nose bleeds and they all wanna go
No they all wanna go, I make em say
Ay, they all they wanna go, ay don't they trey
Hey if your girl wanna go tell her say
And if that broad wanna go she should say
Now from LA to the bay, I make em say
And from New York to MIA, bitches say
From Chi Town to the D, bitches scream
San Louis Houston do you wanna go with me
18.Popped Off
We back at it, the wait is over
Dr. Dre, T.I.P.,
This shit is special
See a party ain't a party til the doc walk in it
It's hard to get it started til I hopped off in it
Then it got so crunk one minute
Since you didn't get to witness, just listen
I came in hot, and then I saw
As soon as I arrived then the shit popped off
The shit popped off
It's officially a gangsta party
You can leave, if she came to party
Then the shit popped off (popped off)
Shit popped off (popped off)
Niggas hands in the air, bitches takin' tops off
Put the chronic in the air, and the shit popped off
It's been awhile since you've heard these beats
You're malnourished
But he's back now, to flood these streets
They shall flourish
Others try but they lack courage
In fact, this track was on the back burner at least
So back to the lab I had to go
But it was too magical, so
Here, doctor smack a ho's back, ask if it's tactical, (sure is)
Girl, I hope your vaginal has indoors
Cause I'm about to do somethin' tragical
Rest assure this
Cause homie hit the OE flow, you know me from before
But you don't know me like this, so do see do
Get on top of me and ride it like a rodeo, ho
I'll have you OD'ing on dick, this belong to your soul
For loneliness, I'll kill your loneliness
But only just for, one night
Yeah that was fun, right？ But I gotta go
I got a bottle of Mo and fo' mo' lil' mommy's
Lookin' like models, waitin' at the do' inside of my ho-tel
All ready to swallow and yo, follow the flow and traffic to the
top flo'
And you gonna smell a lot of Merlot, a lot of chronic for sho'
Gin and tonic sold from the top to the bottom, let's go
Order some more bottles, come on momma
Would you like a drink on me？
To me it's no problem if you wanna, baby come and drink with me
She take it off at the do', she take it off for the do'
Get that ass on the flo', go, go
To me, there's no problem if you wanna, baby come drink with me
Bright lights, late nights
Drop auto-mobiles outside hotels with a lot of hoes
Bottles poured, blow a lot of dro, no powder though
Everywhere you tryin' to go, I been a long time ago
Swag done surpassed, my style is so spazz, I pop tags daily
Drop Phantom, four eighty
Walk up in the place, and all the ladies go crazy
Want to get impregnated but all they need is throat babies
They runnin' up and askin'
'Is it true you know Shady
Dr. Dre be hangin' out with you, for real？' Ho chill
Like a magnet attracted to a nigga gettin' money
I tell 'em, 'Kneel down, suck a nigga dick or somethin''
Rubberband poppin' off the bank roll
Hoppin' out the champagne Rolls, with the automatic do's
Pockets on swoll, both wrists so froze
King of the South, balls out on the West Coast
Let's toast
Order some more bottles, come on momma
Would you like a drink on me？
To me it's no problem if you, baby come and drink with me
She take it off at the do', she take it off for the do'
Get that ass on the flo', go, go
To me, there's no problem if you wanna, baby come drink with me
You can have the time of your life, it's alright
Make it a night to remember (remember), how couldn't you
remember？ (remember)
You can have the time of your life, it's alright
Make it a night to remember (remember), how couldn't you
remember？ (remember)
Yes, yes
Think about it
Who brought the gangsta shit to the party
Aftermath, better than ever
19.Outro
(cars driving in a street)
(T.I.'s car stops to drive)
(car door opens and slams)
footsteps while：
T.I.：
F＊＊k that traffical s＊＊t
I'm usualing 3 hours to go
This s＊＊t of my album
Costed 3 and 35 dollars, s＊＊t
(studio entrance door opens and slams)
(cars in background stops, music in an announcer starts)
footsteps while：
T.I.：
OK, where's my studio？
I'm f＊＊king only my music in the radio
Like studio D
Like a radio station
Like a new song to singing it
Is only s＊＊t
Let me f＊＊k over
I arrived on
(studio D door opens and slams)
(music in an announcer stops, 'Motivation' in the radio starts)
T.I.：
That's my f＊＊kin' life
Music in the radio
And like a call to effect
Let me dialing the phone
(dial tone)
(phone dialing)
(phone ringing)
T.I.'s girlfriend： Hello？
T.I.： Hello, it's me
T.I.'s girlfriend： Hey, what's up with you, baby？
T.I.： Nothing, i'm in the studio right now
T.I.'s girlfriend： Doing？
T.I.： I'm listenin' music in the radio
T.I.'s girlfriend： For real？
T.I.： That's really real
(both laughter)
T.I.'s girlfriend： OK, thank you for call me
T.I.： OK, thanks
T.I.'s girlfriend： See you tomorrow
T.I.： Bye
(phone hangs up)
(dial tone while：)
T.I.：
F＊＊k that
I'm just callin' her
Let me call her tomorrow
And i call the phonical voice
Tomorrow!
(phone hangs up, dial tone stops)
T.I.：
F＊＊k, let me control the CD's
(CD's sound)
T.I.：
F＊＊k, beautiful sound
I'm just listen tomorrow
Wonderful!
Let me sing the songs
In the microphone here
(microphone switch on)
(microphone tap)
T.I.：
Ehm-ehm (rimbombration)
Here we go again in this s＊＊t (rimbombration)
Let's start the song (rimbombration)
1, 2, 3, go! (rimbombration)
T.I. (singing)：
Today it's time
Here we go tomorrow
Like yesterday
It's not now
Today, oh, today
Today, oh, today
Today, oh, today
Today it's my time, b＊＊＊h (rimbombration)
(micrphone switch off)
T.I.：
Yeah, alright, then
This is me, serious and b＊＊＊h
I'm f＊＊kin' serious, b＊＊＊h (echoes out)
F＊＊k that, it's time to go
Thanks and bye-bye
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