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Collect Call – T.I.

[Chorus]
On top of the world and I’m standin tall
But if I ever ever have to take a fall
Will you accept my collect call
Will you accept my collect call
Cuz everybody loves you when you ballin
But don’t nobody want you when you fallin
I gotta know will you accept my collect call
I gotta know will you accept my collect call

I was told way back in the days when I was trappin
Never mind what niggas say judge ’em all on their actions
It’s hard to imagik in the day when I was trappin
Never mind what nine when you traveling
Havin fun gettin paper catch a case and see how niggas act then
Out a cell partner been fired he rattin on me
Got a little benja pension now they turn they back on me
Shit cuz out of sight is out of mind
Better put your trust in God homie man will let you down everytime
And I’m speaking experience, serious
Imagine my surprise hearin from the inside
Everybody talkin bout me like the nigga just died
TIP gone, 20 years at the least get 5
Man niggas just lie for suspicion of they snitchin
Not to mention the rumors of me committin suicide
God will open your eyes and show you who really with ya
But keep it in the back of your mind when its over how niggas did ya

[Chorus]

I ain’t never asked a nigga to do shit for me
I wouldn’t do in return but guess you live and you learn
Don’t expect my well bein to be a nigga concern
Cuz I know that ain’t the way the world turn
Cuz everybody love to see a nigga assed out
Rather see you lose it all than to see you cash out
They gossip like bitches I don’t even ask how
Cuz niggas ain’t shit! I believe that now
And it don’t even matter how much you do for people they’ll love to
See you beat down livin in the gutta, what a
Shame at the least in the game when you see
They want you locked up more than the police
The same can’t wait to get a nigga off the street
They hate to see me sittin on buckets off C
Dog beat bet to you don’t even make sense
But that mentality is exactly why you’ll never be rich , HATER!

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[Chorus]

I remain a stand up guy no matter what I
Stood tall chest out head up high
With my back against the wall layin it all on the line
With God on my side I perform everytime
Must I remind you
Similar to a miracle just short of amazin
Survived shit that would’ve drove most niggas crazy
Rose to the occasion whatever situation
Surprised haters and came out gun a blazin
Theoretically speakin but you rather be thinkin
I’ll fold cuz you want a view of me I know
All I got is the family, friends come and go
And with that understandin I put none before
My folk you know enough to do the same I hope
If not, shit ya ass will find out
When you on top everybody wanna ball with ya
but when you not you wouldn’t even know who to call would ya?

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Problems (Feat. B.o.B, Problem & Trae Tha Truth) – T.I.

Lirik lagu: Problems (Feat. B.o.B, Problem & Trae Tha Truth)

[Intro]
Fuck yall nigga want with a nigga like me man
Eat you nigga for dinner
I’m all on er partner

[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

[Verse]
I guess you would know, oh you fuck how
Steady talkin, til 5 bitch you ain’t gon board though
I’m a gangsta bitch, we aimin like you ain’t tonight
I ain’t ridin with that 5, Shawty show you’re right
Me slip like pow
On the low betweener, I’m strapped right now
Yea, favorite case, ain’t nothing to me
I’m a head K, know that when you’re runnin to me
Get money, every G you make it like 100 to me
I’m fresh out for some these niggas, they big dummies to me
Okay? Now get some paper if you wanna play
Have yo head in my hallway for 100K

[Bridge]
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
Because I want the prison out I put the pistol to yo dome

[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

[Verse]
It’s funny how niggas get high when they get on stage with a mike
You know I see em bitin the style cool, they still can’t deliver it right
I’ve been killin this shit for so long, I don’t remember the height
What’s that like? They ain’t really bout that life, They ain’t really bout that life
No lie on this mike, chillin with habitual whores
Hit er with the hammer like Thor
This ain’t no boy, this a G4 hoe, act like you been here before
Open up the suicide doors, like a Joe cut the window at the 25th floor
Ready for war, I came out the womb with a sword, cut my umbilical chord
See I’m headin where you ain’t never been
We are not the same and that’s evident
I make flexin just look so effortless
Get that salary til I’m hella back
See these hoes, these hoes ain’t celibate
And they ain’t hesitant, not at all
For a nigga with a proper draw, she give me that box like a post office doctor though

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[Bridge]
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
Because I want the prison out I put the pistol to yo dome

[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

[Verse]
NO tiv, I got these hoes
Live it way, got a sake pose
Covered it like wear ladies flows
New York bitch, real lady clothes
Put em all now, real nigga act
Better put it now,
You better go for the Oscars
Cuz impostors will get whack niggas that’s mobsters
That ain’t playing that
Niggas wanna sleep, I lay em down
Shine it, you see the way around, no recess in this circle
We don’t play around
With my zig-zags I J down this motherfucker real quick
Cuz life be her bitch
Will I’m gon serve hers big dick
Boy this Compton, driving lane,
Me and yall, it’s bout the same
Same nigga without the game
Keep shit, it ain’t potty trained
Big bucks like a Shawty bang, bad boy with that naughty chain
Big stripes like referees but home boy this is not a game
So… break bread with the real bruh
Make sure you leave life til it kill ya
Drop another molly and monty kill ya
To my life in my dreams, La Familia

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[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

[Verse]
Off the drama and I’m back nigga
Still a king and that’s a fact nigga
Fuck talkin, I’m that nigga
That’s one deep, no pact nigga
Bad boy, no act nigga
No internet, but I’m at niggas
New McLaren, all black nigga
That’s front sealed up like Shaq nigga
In the game but don’t play round
Try this shit with me – you get layed down
I stick and move, I don’t stay round
Make the hardest nigga turn greyhound
I don’t talk the talk, I just run shit
How you think you’re me but ain’t the shit
Could go bananas on some shit
I keep a team on that dumb shit
I keep a strap that just might clap
Money low and I might trap
Yea I’m on it, fuck my opponent
He run up on me, I might snap
Got me feelin like fuck em
I’m face to face, I don’t duck em
Me heat in hell, I don’t tuck em
I don’t body bag, I might stuck em
With hot shit, hot shit
Yea I’m talkin bout hot shit
With drinkin letters I ride shit
Til showin bove but you not shit
I go for real, just ask tip
I green light my get trip
Six niggas hoppin out on whip
Go there re-constructin your whole whip

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[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

[Verse]
I’m a down shore baller, ATL stunner
Bitch leave me I’mma take everything from er
Please try a nigga where I’m from with that drama
So we can fire pistols at yo goddamn mama
Let me find out, you layin on me for riches
Cut his head off, leave his forehead in the kitchen
Warming your eye balls on the stove, the other missin
I think his head exploded, that nigga teethin the dishes
Hey when you learned that as pong I learned this shit in the trenches
I am at a nigga just like Twitter, follow my mentions
4-4 deuce cutless, deuce butnicks extensions
And you can hustle on main street, TKT gave you permission

[Bridge]
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Keep on playin with me hatin and you ain’t gon make it home
Because I want the prison out I put the pistol to yo dome

[Hook]
Don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, don’t get it fucked up
Don’t get it fucked up
You know you don’t want these problems
Nigga, you know you don’t want these problems

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I Need War (Feat. Young Thug) – T.I.

Lirik lagu: I Need War (Feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
T.I.P and Young Thugger, nigga
Yeah, you know Tip bangin’ nigga
Ain’t nothing changed but the bezels and the rings
Watches and the chains

[Verse 1: T.I]
Hey, your future my past, I shoot yo’ ho ass
Just like a bitch, I will do yo’ ho ass
My Mack 10 is in the galactic, what’s crackin?
You looking for action, I’ll Pluto your ass
Lookin’ for some trouble, what it do nigga?
I don’t really need but a few niggas
And for the most part, I’m a cool nigga
But I’ll stomp a mud hole into you nigga
Check it, the ho shit you kick, I’m not with it
You put it on them, I’mma mind my business
But if you come in my yard, disregard my gangsta
Well I aim that banger, nigga find out, didn’t he?
I put his ass in a box on timeout
For the wrong thought, blow a nigga mind out
You was talking all that shit, now what you crying bout?
When it go down, I’m the wrong one to rhyme bout nigga
Say you did what? What you lying bout nigga?
I’m a front street nigga, you a wannabe nigga
Everybody know you don’t want none of me nigga
Armageddon for you what it gonna be nigga
Hey, all I gotta do is make my plan
All the motherfucking games, I don’t play my man
If I slap his ass now in the mouth, bet next
Time I see him, pussy nigga tryna shake my hand

[Hook: Young Thug]
Pull-up shooting out the avalanche, heavy
Since I counted blue cheese, I ain’t liking ranch, I done
Sold a hundred thousand Benjamins just like I got a plan, hey
Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man
I want war nigga
Pull up, pull up, pull up, I need war nigga
Shooters need some war, hey
I swear to, I need the war
Hey, Thugger, uh

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[Verse 2: Young Thug & (T.I.)]
Pull up in a car, two hundred stars
(What you shooting nigga?) AK, no handgun, uh
Man, goddamn, goddamn
Pullin’ up in the Lamb, (doors up) cop that bitch and go H.A.M
Damn, pull up to the spot, shoot up nigga ground
Damn, catch a nigga down, better rob him for they hear him
Ooh, catch me on the block, Young Thug got grams
Ooh, pull it, pull it, boot up
Nigga got K’s on K’s on shooters
Hey, hey-hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey

[Hook]

[Outro: T.I]
I swear to fucking god, man
Hey man, I’m ready
Hey look man, I’m ready to go on cash out
Hey man, nigga, diamonds to dog shit
Nigga, you don’t get rich, nigga, next three years
Nigga, I swear to God, nigga
You show me a ten-million dollar tax return
I’ll give you ten million dollars man
Three years man! Bitch ass

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King – T.I.

[Intro]
And in case you forgot, I’m the king
Yea, Yea,…..Aye, Aye, Aye,..Aye Who I’m is nigga (I’m the king)
T.I.P., Atlanta’s own king of the south shawty (I’m the king)
Yea, Yea, Yeah..Better keep my name out ya mouth shawty (I’m the king)
Yeah, PSC nigga, Aye, Aye

[Verse 1]
All hail Atlanta’s own, owner of Atlanta’s throne
If he ain’t want no trouble he just should’ve left the man alone
It’s been seen, shown and evident Atlanta’s known
The king’s been the one representing all of Atlanta’s zones
Back when niggas been representing Atlanta wrong
Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta on
The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on
Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong
Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes
From the Carolina’s, Virginia, to David Banner’s home
I’m well connected haters, best to mind ya manners homes
I got a nickel-plated 38, but hey the hammer chrome
And it shine like ya should set the Phantom on
In it see me riding, getting blown like a saxaphone
Hey shawty spitting shit it takes to put a candle on
If I ain’t on ya tube dude, you must got ya channel wrong

[Hook]
I’m the king of the south, theres is none flyer
Sucker MC’s outta call me sire, ya songs OK, but I’m on fire
24 inches on my rims and tires
I’m the king of the south, there is none flyer
Sucker MC’s outta call me sire, you was on top
But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won’t retire

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[Verse 2]
I came, I saw, I conquered (OK) with no big names
No fame, no celebrity sponsors
Just the game and a flow that was bonkers
Nigga front if ya wanna, I dead niggas like the bitches from “Monster”
Now you been told, so don’t say I ain’t warn ya and don’t
Let it alarm ya, when ya leaking, and the reapers upon ya
See dopeman and I’m creeping upon ya, say that I ain’t the king
But you just sour, you ain’t think of it aren’t ya
All the hating, is no time to respond to, I miss trying to conjure up
A way to get experience and launder, hey I thought ya record company
Con ya in to signing a deal shy of a mill cause they really ain’t want ya
Moving yay, it’s safe to say that they own ta ya
So it’s time to move on to real estate, and get cake selling bigger stakes
I’m king of the south now, but theres fifty states
Cause I’m gonna spread out and I’ll eliminate who in the way
I’m 24 today, give to I’m 28
I’ll be ruler of all that I survey and not just in the state
See I bend just to win, but I ain’t finna break
Most you niggas fake, and I’ll say it in ya face

[Hook]
I’m the king of the south, theres is none flyer
Sucker MC’s outta call me sire, ya songs OK, but I’m on fire
24 inches on my rims and tires
I’m the king of the south, there is none flyer
Sucker MC’s outta call me sire, you was on top
But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won’t retire

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