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Channel: Music
Uploaded: December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm
Author: tibeatslb
Length: 03:59
Rating: 4.43
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Download Rap Beats @( http://www.Lbeats.com )T.I. top back instrumental lyrics beats tip hip-hop r&b rap soul big kuntry king young dro jeezy bg mannie fresh[T.I.]Haaaa... Mannie Fresh I got you niggaI'm gonna show these niggaz what to do with one of your beatsI'm shutting the whole block downHere comes trouble homeyI'ma tell you how the king like to ride homeboy[Chorus: repeat 2X]I like my beat down low and my top let backCan see me riding 24's with a chopper in the backYa like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let backIf ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black[Verse 1]I'm the man in my city ain't nobody fucking wit meYou can ask the real niggaz and all the bad bitchesI'm a known drug dealer I always have 50'sAnd the thugs and the killers was all in class wit meSS'S on 26's watching some televisionShorty I'm never slipping got the berretta in visionAnd ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippingReady to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippingPimp stolen' the automobile and the roof for the tag missingPolices' try to pursue me it's nothing but gas givenAddicted to fast living, guess I'm one of my dad's childrenThink I'm bad now shoulda seen me before I had childrenGive dick to ya daddy's daughter and dare her to have children?Hope he got some insurance 'cause death her ass is enduring?Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to MissouriStill my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain gripping[Chorus][Verse 2]I got this Pimp Squad Click I know you heard about usYoung niggaz filthy rich and we ain't worried bout muchOn this glock I clutch In God I trustIf a fuck nigga start bet his heart I bustGot ya partners and the broad in ya car fucked upWhat, ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bustI got the heart and the guts on this purp I blowMove ten bricks daily tryin' to twerk five moYa see the Cadillac swerving down Hollywood RoadOn the flyest Spur in Cali fucking Hollywood Ho'sOn a pill and half with my partner Young DroBumping Goodie Mob Soul Food number foOther rappers' old dudes told dudes I'ma proWith a loaded fo fo and a quarter brick of blow(Hey) nigga don't you hit me less you buying 6 or moMy 24 blades glistening and my 808 kicking[Chorus][Verse 3]I wear the crown down under man somebody better tell 'em'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailingI got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the ChevyAnd now we riding Giovanni's and Asani's on PirellisIf ya ever think ya trying to run up on me just forget itThe clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shreddedPistol way in the truck got my knife on tuckYa think he ain't getting stuck you got life fucked upA couple stitches in ya hip will have ya night fucked upWill he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck upMeanwhile I'm racing my Ferarri like a light for a buckAgainst Lamborghini Gallardo everytime I get a car...[Chorus]