T.I.

[fox69]

"New National Anthem"
(feat. Skylar Grey)

"New National Anthem"
(feat. Skylar Grey)



[Intro - T.I.:]
I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this... but chopper going off in the hood man like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man.
Yeah, we hear it so much we probably numb to it by now. After all, it's the American way right?

[Hook 1 - Skylar Grey (T.I.):]
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was like this before I got here baby, I ain't do it)
Is this the new national anthem? (I ain't start it, I'm just a part of it)

[Verse 1 - T.I.:]
You say this the home of the brave I guess
I say this the home of the K's and the vets
All alone with the J's smoking yay cause he stressed
On chrome with a Tek taught to spray for respect
I learned from the best used to stay in the "jects"
Bought work from the vets burning rubber in the vets
This as good as it gets used to play with the rats
Then I got older and learned stay away from the rats
God blessed this nigga, to hustle up and make eight figures
Turned from a goon to a great young nigga
No complaining just doing what it take young nigga
I was raised in a decade of hate young nigga
Always dodging polices because they hate young niggas
And we hate them too, 38 in him shoe
All the changes the system will take him through
He ain't a killer but he will if you make him do it
Homicide he'll ride, they'll put him on trial
Let him have a life sentence then do it with a smile
And he only 19, he ain't even had a child
As a child, told his mama he'll be gone for a while
And she cried, still they just put him inside
Now she all on her own because her other son died
Listen to the politician as he lied and he lied
He a snake in a suit, trying to hide in disguise

[Hook 2 - Skylar Grey (T.I.):]
Home of the brave and free (well damn officer what did I do?)
Free just to murder me (Naw hold up man don't shoot, I live over there)
Land of the beautiful (a man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin dawg)
Is this the new national anthem (how many times has that ever happened to you, what the fuck do you know about being a black man in America?)
Is this the new national anthem (And you wonder why we walk around with straps)

[Verse 2 - T.I.:]
For the stars and the stripes prison bars and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do shit to buddy, he didn't have to die did he?
I guess it's because his dad was a judge in the city
They didn't want him in the pen with the thugs that could get him
A jury of his peers said all was forgiven
But touch one of mine, right or wrong, I'm a kill them
Fill them with the lead like they put in Martin Luther King's head
Like they killed Malcolm X, Edgar Hoover did that
You can catch me in the hood where they shooting niggas at
They don't know if Neighborhood or the Hoovers did that
Whether Piru or VL's or GDs with me we
Down to uprise from the OG's to peewees

[Hook 3 - Skylar Grey (T.I.):]
Home of the brave and free (Don't get it fucked up)
Free just to murder me (If you ain't found something you're willing to die for, you ain't fit to live)
Land of the beautiful (To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)
Cursed by the hate we throw (I'm a die by mine)
Is this the new national anthem
Is this the new national anthem

[Outro - T.I.:]
Let me ask you something. If the kids are the future, tell me why you can get more for being C.E.O., than you can for being a teacher. Tell me why it means more to the government to pay the people who got to watch over the prisoners, more than the people who got to keep the children from becoming prisoners. That make sense? Tell me why 9 ounces of crack will get you more time than a rape right now. Tell me why them crazy white boys can tote a gun but I can't right now. Yea I had felonies, I done did dirt in the streets, but I ain't ever gave it to anybody that didn't deserve it. You know what I mean? I ain't ever ran in no public place with no pistol shooting no innocent people. I ain't never ran in no school, killing no kids. Man this is the result of you refusing to deal with the issues at hand. We are a product of the environment you placed us in... we ain't do it... we just lived through it

[Hook 4 - Skylar Grey (T.I.):]
Home of the brave and free (message to my people)
Free just to murder me (stop waiting on folk to help you, help yourself, it starts with you)
Land of the beautiful (get yourself out, reach back, get somebody else out)
Cursed by the hate we throw (and that's the way we're going to get ahead)
Is this the new national anthem (sittin' around waiting on government to do something for us ain't never gonna happen partner they don't give a fuck about us)
Is this the new national anthem (but don't play into their hand partner, you making it easy for em, hell is you doin'?)

 

[fox69]

"Niggas In Paris (Remix)"

"Niggas In Paris (Remix)"


(We’re gonna skate to one song, one song only)
(Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me)

[T.I.]
Hey!
Ay, man, I’unno what done happened, uh
I guess y’all musta caught amnesia in my absence, I ain’t been gone that long, have I?
Well, just for your reminder, how ’bout the crown meet The Throne right here?
Let’s get it

Call me T.I. or CPR, I’m killin’ shit, even in prison, I’m still the shit
Betta reconi’, King in the buildin’, bitch, act like you know, are you serious?
I (ball so hard), my ankle hurt, don’t buy a car if I ain’t the fir’
In the country wit’ it, one, two, three bitches to watch me while I painted her
I (ball so hard), they hate to see me, on the stage, Jay-Z, Kanye wit’ me
You know I (ball so hard), Tip is scary, merci beaucoup in Par-ee
Parlez-vous francais, I say, menage a trois today, I say
I (ball so hard), how I depart? Maybach chauffeured, I ain’t got to par’
So raw, so official, dawg, them lames can’t do nothin’ wit’ you, dawg
She all on me, better get your broad, don’t like that, blow yo’ whistle, dawg
I (ball so hard), no referee’ll throw no flag, ain’t no techs for me
I keep them suckas upset wit’ me, them racks back on deck, you be’ belee’ that I…

Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray (What, ‘Ye?)
That shit cray (Haaaa)
That shit cray

Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray (Huh, what, ‘Ye?)
That shit cray (Yeah, yeah)
That shit cray (Go, ay!)

[Jay-Z]
Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me, but first niggas gotta find me
What’s fitty grand to a ma’fucka like me, can you please remind me?
Ball so hard, this shit crazy, y’all don’t know that don’t shit phase me
The Nets could go 0-for-82, when I look at you, like, this shit gravy
Ball so hard, this shit weird, we ain’t even pose’ beat here
Ball so hard, but since we here, it’s only right that we be fair
Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael, take ya pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game Six
Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolies that don’t tick-tock
Audemars that’s losin’ time, hidden behind all these big rocks
Ball so hard, I’m shocked, too, I’m supposed to be locked up, too
You escape what I escaped, you’d be in Paris gettin’ fucked up too
Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick Js
Balled so hard, bitch, behave, just might let you meet ‘Ye
Chi-town’s D. Rose, so I’m movin’ the Nets to BK

Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray

Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me
That shit cray
That shit cray
That shit cray

[Kanye West]
She said, “‘Ye, can we get married at the mall?”
I said, “Look, you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all”
(Ball so hard) That shit cray (That shit cray) Ain’t it, Jay?
(Ball so hard) What she order? (What she order?) Fish filet
(Ball so hard) “Yo’ whip so cold!” (Whip so cold!) This old thing?
Act you’ll ever be around motherfuckers like this again
Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch, she don’t wanna dance
‘Scuse my French, but I’m in France (Haha) I’m just sayin’
Prince William’s ain’t do it right, if you ask me
‘Cause I was him I woulda (Married Kate and Ashley)
What’s Gucci, my nigga? What’s Louis, my killa?
What’s drugs, my dealer? What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest, ’cause I’m sufferin’ from realness
Got my niggas in Paris, and they goin’ gorillas (Hunh?)

(I don’t even know what that means!)
(No one knows what it means)
(But it’s provocative)
(No, it’s not)
(Gets the people goin’)

Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me
Ball so hard ma’fuckas wanna fine me

You are now watchin’ the throne, don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
These other niggas is lyin’, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
(I got that hot bitch in my home) You know how many hot bitches I own?
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
Don’t let me get in my zone, don’t let me get in my zone
The stars is in the buildin’, they hands is to the ceilin’
I know I’m ’bout to kill it, “How you know?” I got that feelin’
You are now watchin’ the throne, don’t let me enter my zone
Don’t let me enter my zone, I’m definitely in my zone
(Zone, zone, zone, zone…)

 

[fox69]

"No Matter What"

"No Matter What"


Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,
I say still I stand
And shawty here I am

Never have you seen in you lifetime
A more divine southern rapper with a swag like mine
Facing all kind of time
But smile like I'm fine
Brag with such passion and shine without trying
Believe me pain's a small thing to a giant
I was born without a dime
Out the gutta I climbed
Spoke my mind
And didn't stutter one time
Ali say even the greatest gotta suffer some time
So I huff and puff rhymes
Lyrics so sick with it
Set the standard in Atlanta
How to get get get it
So you up incoming rappers wanna dis just kill it
I'm officially the realest
point blank period
Whether I still live in the hood or just visit
Whatever you can do in the hood I done did it
That's why the dope boys and the misfits feel it
This still his city as long as tip living... (nigga)

[Chorus:]
I ain't dead (nah)
I ain't done (nah)
I ain't scared (of what!)
I ain't run (from who!)
But still I stand (yeah)
No matterr what people here I am... (yeah)
No matter what remember
I ain't break (never)
I ain't fold (never)
They hate me more (so!)
Yeah I know... (ha ha)
Here I go (yeah)
No matter what shawty here I go (ha ha)
No matter what shawty

You let the blog sites and the magazines tell it
I'm sure to be in jail till 2027
Rather see me in a cell in
Stead of this new McLaren
God'll take you through hell just to get you to heaven
So even know it's heavy the load I will carry
Grin and still bear it
Win and still share it
Apologies to the fans I hope you can understand it
Life can change you directions
Even when you ain't planned it
All you can do is handle it
The worst thing you could do is panic
Use it to your advantage
Avoid insanity manage to conquer
Every obstacle
Make impossible possible
Even when winnings illogical
Loosing's still far from optional
Yeah they wanna see you shot up in the hospital
But when life throw punches, block you counter like a boxer do
Been locked inside mi casa too long
I did a song to make it known that the king lives On (pimping)

[Chorus]

Even in solitude
there's still no hotter dude
I show you how to do
What you do
You ain't got a clue
All you do is follow dudes
Sound like a lot of dudes
I weather whatever storm
Make it out without a bruise
I understand why
Now with my hands tied
They take shots 'cause if I'm out there it's a land slide
But revenge is best served as a cold dish
And suckers will get served nigga, no shit
guess it was understood for me it was over with
but I don't quit if you ain't notice yet
they couldn't wait to say good night shawty
so they can try to rhyme act and look like shawty
go get a beat from Toomp? and make a hook like shawty
before you know it I'm back
what it look like shawty
I lost my partner and my daughter in the same year
Somehow I rise above my problems and remain here
Yeah and I hope the picture painted clear
If you heart filled with faith then you can't fear
Wonder how I've faced years and I'm still chillen.
Easily let go and let god deal with it.

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"No Mediocre"
(feat. Iggy Azalea)

"No Mediocre"
(feat. Iggy Azalea)



[Hook - T.I.:]
All I fuck is bad bitches
I don't want no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I don't want no mediocre, no
Bad bitches only
Ain't no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I won't hit no mediocre
You a bad bitch
Stunting on the mediocre
All over the mediocre
You stunting on the mediocre
Seven bitches with me
And ain't none of them mediocre
From they head to they toes
They so far from mediocre

[Verse 1 - T.I.:]
Right hand in the air I solemnly swear
I never fuck a bitch if she don't do her hair
No more, you won't get no dick if there's a bush down there
Girl I should see nothing but pussy when I look down there
You come fuck with a nigga what better to do
He call and ask how you doing tell him better than you, yeah
I'm kicked back with four pieces like kit kat
Me fucking if you ain't a dime just forget that
Pretty face, fat ass, if she don't have
Have one of these, well I think I'll pass
I just handed her the keys to a new drop Jag
When she took it I took it back, you shoulda asked for a Benz
That's mediocre bitch

[Hook - T.I.:]
All I fuck is bad bitches
I don't want no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I don't want no mediocre, no
Bad bitches only
Ain't no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I won't hit no mediocre
You a bad bitch
Stunting on the mediocre
All over the mediocre
You stunting on the mediocre
Seven bitches with me
And ain't none of them mediocre
From they head to they toes
They so far from mediocre

[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
Heard he wanna lay it down on Iggy Iggy
Gave it to him twice, now he want a three, Mike BBDiva
But I need a bad boy, rest in peace Whitney, pardon me
But I don't think none of these bitches fucking with me
Want a billboard bitch stop running in place
Heels on me saying gimme six inches of space
Courtside while designer frames cover my face
Now everybody in the game wanna get em a taste
I'm still Grand Hustle first lady fuck you pay me
Bet he won't go twelve rounds with the million dollar baby
I can change your life quick stop playing with me
And if you ain't talking money what you saying to me

[Hook - T.I.:]
All I fuck is bad bitches
I don't want no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I don't want no mediocre, no
Bad bitches only
Ain't no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I won't hit no mediocre
You a bad bitch
Stunting on the mediocre
All over the mediocre
You stunting on the mediocre
Seven bitches with me
And ain't none of them mediocre
From they head to they toes
They so far from mediocre

[Verse 3 - T.I.:]
I'm in Brazil with a bitch
Catch me in a mansion in the hills with a bitch
Get her out dem tennis shoes, throw some heels on a bitch
I'm the type of nigga split a mil with a bitch
Hold up, only if she bad though
Out here trying to find someone that better than my last go
Take her to my castle, drown her in my cash flow
Say your dick so little she can fit it in her asshole
Told me she can write this shit no further than a cab go
Said I got that dumb dick, she wanna be my tutor
So she give me brain, getting head on the scooter
Had sex on the beach from Bermuda up to Cuba
I done fucked a lot of dimes but I'm looking for a cuter bitch
You the shit, what she say when she got to sit
When I ain't around give a damn who you do it with
Super thick pretty face, Menage a venti
Twenty at the same time, wanna get ya rent paid

[Hook - T.I.:]
All I fuck is bad bitches
I don't want no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I don't want no mediocre, no
Bad bitches only
Ain't no mediocre
Don't want no mediocre
I won't hit no mediocre
You a bad bitch
Stunting on the mediocre
All Over the mediocre
You stunting on the mediocre
Seven bitches with me
And ain't none of them mediocre
From they head to they toes
They so far from mediocre, yeah

 

[fox69]

"No Mercy"
(feat. The-Dream)

"No Mercy"
(feat. The-Dream)



[The-Dream - Chorus]
There's no mercy for me
No crying myself to sleep
No mercy for me
Nightmares have become my dreams
No mercy for me
Good morning reality
Will I wake we'll never know
I'm late for my date with destiny
Let me go
Let me go
You've got to let me go
Right or wrong
Let me go
I'm on my path
Let me go

[T.I. - Verse 1]
My mama loved me more than i do
She said you pap was just like you
Trapped in a vicious circle
Jesus youngest disciple
Tell the judge if he throwed the book at me
Make it the bible
Start calling myself the king
For lack of a better title
Loyal beyond belief to my detriment
It's so vital I change or blow opportunities
Like a choir recital
Now while I do not care who telling
Meanwhile selling powder puts food in the bellies
Well it's unfortunate
The orphanage couldn't keep up the mortgages
Kid go to school stupid they teachers ignoring it
Sorta just doomed, forced into being a goon, selling kush in a jar
Mixing up (guitar?) in a balloon
Consumed with the same way of life i left
Everything I know now learned by myself
All you see are the whips
The Maseratis Ferraris
So they don't sympathise
Don't nobody feel sorry
No mercy

[Chorus]
There's no mercy for me
No crying myself to sleep
No mercy for me
Nightmares have become my dreams
No mercy for me
Good morning reality
Will I wake we'll never know
I'm late for my date with destiny
Let me go
Let me go
You've got to let me go
Right or wrong
Let me go
I'm on my path
Let me go

[T.I. - Verse 2]
Everybody's standing and waiting an they're hating
Gospels say they should forgive me
They'd rather hand me to satan
Blatant displays the day of hypocrisy
Boy you got to be kidding
Could it be possibly the second coming of Pac is me?
Remember That
When he was here
And when he died you realized you need him here
God with me partner
Ain't no one for me to fear
Hindsight 20/20
Future not as clear
But I'm a rider till i die
Put bullets 'tween my eye
I just ask that I can make my peace with god and say goodbye
Forgot the world like lady Di
Hone the day he died
His wife and sons and daughters know that every day he tried
To be a person nah they wanted better verses
They could market to the merchants
But when they closed curtains
You could be for certain ain't nobody perfect
But when you're rich nobody gives a shit
No Mercy

[Chorus]
There's no mercy for me
No crying myself to sleep
No mercy for me
Nightmares have become my dreams
No mercy for me
Good morning reality
Will I wake we'll never know
I'm late for my date with destiny
Let me go
You've got to let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go

 

[fox69]

"No More Talk"

"No More Talk"


[Verse 1]
I'm either running for my life or I'm just waiting to die
I'm the supplier of the fire if you're chasing a high
It's never, when or why, it's the way that he die
Did he stand like a man till the day that he die
Or was he reaching for guns or trying to run
Or was he outside on the lawn in front of his son
And if ya, running your mouth you can die in the slum
Cuz in the, south where I'm from they dying for crumbs
You can die for your Patna's or die for ya moms
Or you could die cuz your nigga just heard the alarm, just stealing
Or die in a plane they say it's a bomb
When they run it into a tower, they just say it's Saddam
Screaming Allah the moment that it's hitting the building
With total disregard for all men women and children
See niggaz get killed when, people mix they money with feelings
I'm filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling
I'm just one of the millions of niggaz who bucking
It's a war going on and they killing for nothing
We were in denial all awhile they where flicking the buttons
I'd rather be dying for something instead of living for nothing
End of discussion

[Chorus]
Hey, ain't no more talk
Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no more chalk
Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes
Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes
Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green
And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling
And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems
It's just these talent less rappers they all acting
And I know, so ain't no mo' talk
Just start killing niggaz off till ain't no mo' chalk
Or no mo' tape, to outline no mo' scenes
Or no mo' crimes, no mo' dying for no mo' phenes
Or no mo' rims and thing's and no mo' green
And no mo' chains and ring's that go bling bling
And no mo' passionate rapping and so it seems
It's just these talent less rappers they all acting
And I know

[Verse 2]
Yeah they said it wasn't no mo' green for no mo' grind
No mo' room for no mo' kings and no more crown to be given but by no means
Am I any more conceited than this game needed
And if I say it believe it, I'm running the region, you see it
Popping and blowing, I'm stopping I'm going
I'm just, telling, you knowing, you sleeping, or hating
And I don't care what you niggaz is thinking or saying
About, you know who, the one who say you know what, do you know where
But you the best cuz you goin' care
Now I ain't think so either, but we know greed'll make ya
Do strange thang's if we ain't people
And if ya, busting bout nothing, than we ain't equal
You just cussing for nothing and poisoning people
And it's embarrassing laughing at all of your songs
And you can hate me right now but you'll miss me 'fore long, when I'm gone

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"No Sweat"
(feat. Big Kuntry King)

"No Sweat"
(feat. Big Kuntry King)



(No sweat, it's no sweat, it's no sweat, never never see me sweat)
(Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay tell em folk it's no sweat)
(naw, no sweat, ay it's no sweat, it's no sweat.)
(Never let em see me sweat)

[Chorus:]
Hey you can ride with my dimes
She keeps em on the way
You say you need that window whirr but blow it away
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
There's no sweat
(Never let em see me sweat)

Hey I'm the best in the game
Kick it with the best in the game
Ain't no need for me to worry bout the rest of you lames
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat

[Verse:]
Yeah you can call me the king
They also call me the vet
Haters can call me the reason their bitch ain't callin em back
The press be callin me cocky
I ask em what you expect
First album flopped, my label dropped
Man, I took off like a jet
Niggas hate on me often cause I'm a boss and exec
Do anything for my family, willing to die for respect
I bet I got it in cash, the same thing you got in a check
Wonder how I got it so fast, baby you gotta invest
I can be cool to St. Louis, I can be hot as Tibet
for you can get through security, I'd-done got on a jet
you must be under a rock if you haven't heard of 'em yet
Paris and Germany be buggin me I'm certain to that
Anything my heart desires, I can certainly get
The Ferrari light SV what Its be a convertible yes
A lotta niggas say they name but I ain't heard of em yet.
So when I check em they deserve that.

[Chorus:]
Hey you can ride with my dimes
She keeps em on the way
You say you need that window whirr but blow it away
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
There's no sweat
(Never let em see me sweat)

Hey I'm the best in the game
Kick it with the best in the game
Ain't no need for me to worry bout the rest of you lames
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat
It's no sweat

 

[fox69]

"Off-Set"
(feat. Young Thug)

"Off-Set"
(feat. Young Thug)



[T.I.:]
They say man, they say man
I bet you diamond to dog shit you can't lost soon as I get strapped homie

[Hook - T.I.:]
You can't be riding foreign shit Off-set
Car ain't even out yet
Bit too long clip, you know you ain't 'bout that
Bankroll mafia, can't believe you bought that
Automatic long clip, you know you ain't 'bout that

[T.I.:]
Believe you heard what it said ho, nigga
Been known that I'm going before they say go, nigga
Try to cross the line, be a dead ho, nigga
Give a damn if you wearin' blue or red, ho nigga
Listen, I ain't really much for the convo
I'm finna bring the drama to your front door
R.I.P. Nando, shout out to Fernando
We gettin' keys til we here, andale pronto

[Young Thug:]
Turn up out through the night
Fucking little mama right
Hey, black diamonds like a night
100k, I'm precise
No hater, I ain't throwin' rights
Hey, took what the fuck you say

[Hook]

[Young Thug:]
Pussy nigga know a nigga spend it
Pussy nigga know a nigga ride with it
100 thousand, Chevelle
Nigga havin' hoes, hoes, hoes sounding ill (main bitch)
Nigga, I'mma keep it trill
I could never tell, I'mma make bail
Fuck, so many rats, I can't feel
Bet that Coca Cola take away some of the pills

[T.I.:]
Make play [?]
Still get money out the bitches
Every ho look away, catch whiplash
Still got the K in the whip stashed
Cut me wrong got your [?] dead
Bodybag, nigga you ain't gotta ask
You probably mad cause I hit and I came back
Hit it again, hit her friend
Then I'm in a win

[Hook]

[Young Thug (T.I.):]
Difference between me and you
Is you shoot and I aim for the body bag
I'm the same nigga that tell a lil bitch that they gon' have to show us that
You the same nigga that take pictures when trappers [?]
You'd rather fuck niggas so therefore I pop 'em off
Pop 'em off, pop 'em off
(The beef I just cooked and just turned into Stroganoff
Belly of the beat, hellraising that
Now I'm riding with a beauty with amazing hair
Kid round my house, say the king's in here
I'll make your head disappear like Malaysian Air)

(Hell nah Thugger, we gotta cut that shit out)

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Oh Yeah"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Oh Yeah"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Hook:]
Wherever you are, I'm sorry I'm gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause I'm so turned up and I'm burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at filet chow up in vegas in town
It's 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

[Verse 1:]
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 I'm 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 I'm passing by the bars
See I'm tuggin on my zipper as I fire up my cigar
Let's get this straight, you go get naked get it crackin till tomorrow

[Hook:]
Wherever you are, I'm sorry I'm gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause I'm so turned up and I'm burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at filet chow up in vegas in town
It's 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

[Verse 2:]
Yeah we in the same book, but I'm 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 I'm 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 don't want her, I'm so superior by far
She'll never see the inside of my car

[Hook:]
Wherever you are, I'm sorry I'm gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so turned on till they so turned out
Cause I'm so turned up and I'm burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at filet chow up in vegas in town
It's 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

 

[fox69]

"Oh Yeah"
(feat. Pharrell)

"Oh Yeah"
(feat. Pharrell)



[Intro - T.I.:]
And nigga P said he wanted inspiration
(Damn P)
I was really more on some "fuck the word" shit so let's see
(Fuck these niggas man, real talk)
I'm a man of respect, man of the people
I stand up to God, to the man of no equal
Man of respect, man of the people
I stand up to God, to the man of no equal

[Verse 1 - T.I.:]
Ain't no breaking me down, bitch I'm breaking the banks
And ain't no holding me down, even if you holding the shanks
I'm controlling the time, nigga thinking some things
Got the heart of a lion, and I'm as strong as a tank
Sittin' on my thrown and my crown, can't separate me from that
I'm king of all [?] fate, God say be patient for that
Man all I got is my gangster, better not go playing with that
Anything get taken for real, my fault we takin' in back
Bet we go take us some lines 'fore we go take it to law
Boy I got fire in my eye, look at me [?] and go off
Watch how you come at your fate, nigga better be saving your thoughts
Boy all you got is a cape, I make the nation go off
And nigga who put fear in your heart, respect me
Take it [?] 'fore a nigga check me
Hundred P's and Q's what a nigga best be
Who you got your money on? Bet me, let's see
Who the people want

[Hook - Pharrell:]
When they see you, they might judge you
Give you side eyes, they don't trust you
Misunderstand you, call you trouble
I understand you, it's just a hustle
Just keep starin' it, let it bubble
You're my brother, I'm not above you
Remember me I'm so there
Don't make us have to go there
Turn and sing it

[Verse 2 - T.I.:]
I stay silent with with red even if I'm standing with blue
Whether you're requested or not, bet my demand'll get through
They may be killer to you, hey they my family dude
And anybody could get it, but especially you
These nigga pressin' me, testin' me, what you suggestin' we do?
And wait a second, push your pawn, to play chess with these dude
Yeah we could jump 'em and check em, by sprayin' techs at these fools
Make it to trial, you don't win, indirectly you lose
You bad, makin' that move, your best move
Or end up in the pen like the next dude
Remeber, there's very few like you they let through
They even fewer, they don't want it, now they get through
To get to the level you on, hard to do homes
More nigga do a lot of right, right before they do wrong
And you gone, out of there, nigga see you later
'Less you beat 'em a year later, [?] tell 'em
Who the people want

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - T.I.:]
Get T.I. in the shack, handshake it with 5
Still politicin' with 6, this probably as real as it gets
And bitch I would never be hit with by intellectual weaponry
Ain't no one gon' disrespect me, or compromise my integrity
Say what my pedigree? Silent, guess you talkin' bout I shot it
Bitch you never been to war like I ain't never been to college, c'mon
Fuck what you tellin' me, done lied chill with it
I know folk from where you from, spent months in jail with 'em
Said you [?] took a plea, he ain't tell but you woulda
Let him suck a nigga raw, they ain't kill you bet they shoulda
And a robbery for me is like a suicide mission
Suicide, you should commit it, save a G a life sentence, swear
You and me ain't even fit to compare
I ain't make it all these years on no wing and a prayer
Starin' a bigger nigga out while he standing right there
Got a problem I'm a handle it right there
Who the people want

[Hook]