King
Back
[Excerpt from "Sting
of The Serpent"]
And the prophecy read
that
One day like the pheonix
rose from the ashes
That a boy will be born
unto a family in the slums
This boy will go on and
use the knowledge that he gains
While fighting for survival
in the streets
To become a crack leader
And in time that boy
will grow to become King!!!!!!
[Verse 1]
Time to ride nigga (Just
Blaze!!)
I welcome you and get
acquainted with the youngest in charge
Respected from East to
West like he was running the mob
Dictating, ain't taking
orders from no one but God
I know you niggaz is
broke 'cause I know what you charge
Them niggaz wishing for
a Phantom it's one in my garage
It's black as legary
right next to the black Ferrari
You niggaz ain't getting
money off of rapping I'm sorry
Fuck the rep went and
spent 60 large on a Harley
'Cause where he stay
10,012 feet not hardly
Now you see that we ain't
able to compete, now arewe?
And pardon me I'm giving
you the Westside story
Of the A, where I stay
and niggaz stay down for me
You want to play, have
you gay niggaz lay down for me
And get a order for killers
to spray rounds for me
Competition, you ain't
considered; you rapping, you bore me
You reppin the A horribly
Must I say more importantly
[Chorus: repeat 8X]
The king back!
[T.I.]
Ay, man y'all niggaz
got me way too fucked up, you understand that?
What you need to do is
homeboy
You need to go back and
grab I'm Serious you know
You need to get familiar
with Dope Boys and see where
all these niggaz got
they style
See where that trap shit
came from
Then you need to graduate
to mother fucking In Da Streets Vol.1-3
Then you need to go to
Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a second
Then grab Urban Legend
and now to bring you up to speed
[Verse 2]
Who knew you could fit
on your wrist a whole pound of diamonds
I'm number one on the
list while you clowns are climbing
Wishing to be in positions
that you found that I'm in
Since you niggaz do what
it say I'm world renowned than sign me
If Jay handled the clay
and around the time
I delivered a bad day
when 4 5's were spiraling
I care the least about
police and the fireman siren
Ambulance ain't gon stand
a chance in reviving
DOA amend the beef will
cease upon my arriving
Paramedics yell clear
and your flat line silent
You ain't ready for out
here 'cause the lifestyle violent
You think you is, you
must be living on Fantasy Island
Your mammies mad, get
your ass wiped out like Thailand
Hit my phone and got
what left and hit the three while you following
You say you want to release
and go to war with the finest
Need you be reminded,
want it with Your Highness?
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Ay man I know y'all niggaz
still in the trap everyday
Still man I know y'all
don't see nothing but the projects nothing but grits
But listen
Make no mother fucking
mistake man
I still wiil shoot up
my mother fucking self, AK and
45 nigga on side nigga
And come see 'bout niggaz
you understand
But I don't want to do
that 'cause I respect that shit y'all doing
I started that shit
I made that shit cool
I made these niggaz want
to be you nigga
Nigga respect this shit!!!!
What You Know
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 me 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 |
Front
Back (feat. U.G.K.)
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeated throughout]
[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen..
Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
[T.I. - talking]
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all
niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what
the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings! It's
an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'
To bring you.. some gangsta
shit of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like
myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so
fresh
White top, burnt drop
wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor
on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions
pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red
leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just to
get my roll on
On a Jesus songs on,
make them bitches get low
I get that ass raised
up, like Dr. Dre six four
Hey, come up in my hood,
bet them bitches know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit'
him, all them bitches gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood,
I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this
clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'...
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz
ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe
ass niggaz ride!!
[Bun B]
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard
gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence
of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin'
'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can
tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin'
on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab
(slab), the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops)
The candy painted cars
wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up
against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya
leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the
south baby, Texas and GA
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead,
I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.)
Now pop ya trunk, get
it crunk, it's time to ride
Show them boys you got
that front back and side to side baby
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz
ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe
ass niggaz ride!!
[Pimp C]
I'm switchin' lane to
lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch)
Sippin' on the barre,
smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby,
in the candy red whips (whips)
Drop the top and pimp
the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks)
Pimp C, I keep my money
on my mind (mind)
Keep a hooker on the
track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine)
If y'know like I know,
you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my
candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really wanna
hit ya wit' this hot thang
I just wanna get some
brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin'
slow, sippin' on a poor fo'
Bangin' on the screw,
and keep the pistol right here in the do'
[echoes]
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz
ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe
ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front
back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
I'M Talkin' To You
[Hook]
I'm talkin to you
sucker nigga you can
stunt all ya wanta stunt
I know you won't bust
a gun (Yeah I'm talkin to you)
fuck nigga you can hate
all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make
no mistake I'm talkin to you
youz a lame uz a shame
to the game
I say it you know what
ya name is (I'm talkin to you)
we can shoot it out whenever
you wanna
whatever you wanna do
boi I'm talkin to you
[T.I.]
Ay I'm the best you ever
heard about, fresher than you heard about
yeah I'm strapped now
pussy nigga this ain't just word of mouth
for niggaz wit dirty
mouths, I got a lotta clean pistols to wash 'em out
I'm really finna give
yo ass some hotter shit to talk about
the goons hit the room
now you askin what's this all about
fo' you know it ya noggins
split ya bottom teeth is fallin out
got a problem wit patna
-I see him in the city and call him out
it wasnt for the chopper
ain't shit I'm gettin all of mine
pop 'em drop 'em call
the plan a wake he out forever more
I give it to you straight
nigga I don't need a metaphor
how many different ways
is it to say I'm getting cheddar more
a nigga twice as old
way mo' popular need to set at all
Man I just say it to
my pops, maybe he could tell ya better boy
patient in the afterlife
I'll waste ya in the after life
even after my life haters
be after my life
cuz I'ma do in 06 what
took 'em half of they life, man I'm talkin to you
[Hook]
[T.I.]
I ain't talkin to Jeezy
cause thats my brother
ain't talkinto Face cause
that's my father
ain't talkin to Bun cause
that's my uncle
ain't talkin to Kast
cause them ma patnas
ain't talkin to Jigga
cause that's my nigga, the Real President carter
gave me Diplomatic Immunity
you and me why bother
man all I gotta do is
go buy a nigga a charger
and he only come in to
offer he don't even wanna rob ya
you done fucked up and
started shit wit some real shit starter
you don fought with a
chopper holla what it is patna
you better keep it proper
you know what it is patna
this some lightwork ain't
even gotta call godfather
Mobsta, had the old phantom
now the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland,
Slim thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the
hardest grill I done bought for
for a 100 K ,a 100 carat
paul don't wanna talk bra
nigga wouldn't buck won't
dare, you just talk tough
don't try to run from
me now whatchu thought bra I'm talkin to you
[Hook]
[T.I.]
I ain't talkin to Buck
cause he a real nigga
ain't talkin 2 Pimp cause
he a trill nigga
ain't talkin 2 BG cause
he like me, with old cases and will kill niggaz
I know you wannabe just
like me since you got ya new record deal nigga
But I don't give a fuck
if you like me no second diss ya not trill nigga
ya in ya video wearin
white T that don't make you no dope dealer nigga
But I ain't talkin bout
no bankhead, carver homes, no adamsville nigga
you dealin wit a lil
gorilla nigga
10 mill later I'm still
the nigga
Killer Mike, Yung bloodz,
David Banner
Bonecrusher they remember
when y'all ain't feel a nigga
Had it out with Chris
he still my nigga
sat down,civilized talk
about it like niggaz
so I ain't never been
served get ya facts right nigga
for this 40 cal make
ya ass act right nigga
coming against the king
get ya stats right nigga
wanna talk about nigga,
wanna be a hot nigga
gonna be a shot nigga,
yeah I say'd it what nigga buck nigga
like Lil Jon I don't
give a fuck
I give a God damn if
I never sell another milla
I take my ass right back
to sillahillabilla
compound come down everyday
sell yay
Just like the old days
stack another mill up
niggaz ain't ready for
the dust that we kick up
go talk shit forget they
get hit up
You better be bout that
shit you kick
Like DipSet bitch you
trynna get wit us
I don't Politic, don't
even speak see I don't kiss up
gotta be styles and sheek
Jada diss us
diss us...that's goin
piss us..see I love it when the government pick niggaz
if you don't hang in
the air by the name a swizz beats
told mannie fresh he
the skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze
taking basically I'm talkin 2 you
Live In
The Sky
(feat. Jamie Foxx)
[spoken]
Whats happening man this
T.I.P. you kno I like to dedicate this song to anybody who every lost
somebody, to the grave,
to the streets, to the jail sail, I done been in situations where I done
had to
cope with all three you
kno what Im saying, I feel like the only thing haven't done die you kno..Just
remember where you live
while you here aint half as important as where you gone live when you leave
you
kno what Im saying
[Chorus]
Life's up and downs they
come and go ....but when I die I hope I live in the sky...All my folks
who
aint alive I hope they
live in the sky..pray to God when I die that I live in the sky ..It's true
what
goes around comes back
you kno..So when I die I hope I love in the sky..All my folk who aint survive
may
they live in the sky...Tell
God I wanna fly and let me live in the sky...
[Verse 1]
My cousin Toot aint have
to die right in front of his son and his wife
He lost his life struggling
over a gun
give a damn what he done
that my muthafuckin folk and I love that nigga til death no muthafuckin
joke
I can feel my eyes feelin
the lord is my witness
If I catch em Imma kill
em I made it my bizness
back in the day you stayed
in my bizness taught I didnt have to corporate yay in my bizness
coincedently that's why
today you not wit me
my cousin died ova some
yay and I miss em
plus he had his family
out let's say she the eye witness
but her boyfriend did
the shooting judge gave her life sentence
I heard that now Im dressed
up in all black
shot up the whole apartments
and still and brought back
the best friend I had
in Jamel I lost that
I guess your death was
a lesson in life it taught me that
[repeat chorus]
[Verse 2]
Who ever seen a nigga
go to jail sleep til day two
well thats how sick I
was when Jay blew
found out
the hard way that whating
pour they was tooting
over-dosed on heroin
died at 22
If you aint heard about
daughter she smile just
like you
so cute even resorts
to violence like you
you kno you ya baby mama
loose but ha what can
you do
and I got 4 myself yep
it's been a few
now everything I do is
for
King, messiah, dazasha,
demonte
lord they all I got so
please don't take em from me
from me standin in the
trap wit corin and sir
kap
laughin at the niggas
who serve with no strap
tell them niggas man
yall
trippin wit no map
ya robbing ask to borrow
my pistol aint no hap
me, you, the crew just
fell out ova
dough and a little crack
never could apolygize
cause you died that's why they saying..
[repeat chorus]
[Verse 3]
I bet you niggas thinking
that I living it up
til you see polices laughing
as they pickin me up
Went from seeing how
many bitches i can fit in the truck
to 3 hots and a cot is
you kidding or what fuck how
many millions I got nigga
so what if Im hot when I got prices on my head
Feds rushing my spot
a million
haters wont me dead force
to carry me gat
but you a seven time
felon wat you doing with dat
It's a catch
22 either you lose or
lose
Thats the way the game
structured for real niggas to suffer
and I aint never
been a busta alway stood
on my feet
like a man prepared to
take what ever coming for me
a pussy nigga
or polices wit a warrant
for me
Im a "G" prepared to
die for whats important to me
Look anybody in the
eye who say they want
it wit me
put up the house and
bet the odds if coming from me
OG's say I need to
learn and be patient
you telling me wit these
seven years of probation
pistol charges and a
host of
other open cases
if niggas only knew the
kind of time I was facing
I tried to keep to myself
but
sometime I couldnt take
it
got 4 kids wit smiles
on they faces
mean more to me than
my crown and my braclet
take that away from me
and my life is butt naked
[repeat chorus] |
