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T.I.

The One

 

The One

(专辑: Fuck Da City Up - 2012)


Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Hey Hey Hey [x3]

[Verse 1:]
There ain't never been a question on who running the streets
On second guessing my profession is like nothing to me
Don't learn a lesson out here flexing 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 fucking with me
Ay I'm intelligent and hella rich and plus I'm a G
So I can sell a brick and sell a bitch to rush you with me [?]
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, being lame it should cost you your fame
In all the hating on my name burn it off with' the flame
I'm gripping 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 lying ask anybody and they'll tell bitch

[Hook:]
Ay in this shit I'm the one, competition is none
Start hating on my niggas, boy you niggas is done
Start spraying at you niggas, bet you niggas will run
Start calling 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

[Verse 2:]
Know niggas hate to hear me say it, but they know I'm a king
I'm in the roads getting choked by the whore of your dreams
Ass swole, pretty toes keep a whore on the scene
And they be rolling off the chain whore by four of the things [?]
I eat the pussy for an hour, waiting on the cream
And stuff the pussy fill with' 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 riding 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, nothing comes in between
Bring all the niggas you can bring, nigga do what you do
But I guarantee the P$C will be shooting at you
And we got choppers and if you smart, you'd be shootin them too
No copping deuces calling it off, I'm refusing the truth

[Hook]

完毕

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