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T.I.

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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What You Know? – T.I.

Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye..
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?

[Pre-chorus:]
Aye…
don’t you know I got
key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap sack
where I holding all the work at

[Chorus:]
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?
What you know about that?
Hey I know all about that

See me in ya city sitting pretty know I’m shining dawg
Riding with a couple Latin brawds and a china doll
And you know how we ball
Aye..
Riding 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 cause

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus]

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 yelling 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
You never carry tools not even square, he cube
You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube
Whatever try the crew, they’ll see you on the news

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[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus]

Fresh off the jet to the block
Burn a rubber with the top popped
My partner bustin’ shots, I tell em’ stop, he’ll make the block hot
Ya label got got
Cause 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 will kill bro
I’m in your hood, if you a gangsta what you hid for?
Somebody better get bro for he get sent for
You say you wanna squash it what you still talking shit for?

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus]

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Dead and Gone (Feat. Justin Timberlake) – T.I.

Lirik lagu: Dead and Gone (Feat. Justin Timberlake)

[Spoken – T.I.]
Ay
Let me kick it to you right quick, man
That on some gangsta shit man, on some real shit
Anybody done been through the same thing, I’m sure you feel the same way
Big Phil
This for you pimpin’

[Chorus (Justin Timberlake (T.I.)):]
Oh (eyyy)
I’ve been travellin’ on this road too long (too long)
Just tryna find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
And oh (eyyy)
I’ve been travellin’ on this road too long (too long)
Just tryna find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, dead and gone

[Verse 1 – T.I.]
Ever had one of them days wish would’ve stayed home
Run into a group of niggas who gettin’ they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one then rush ’em
Figure you’ll get jumped, hell that’s nothing
They don’t wanna stop there now they bussin’
Now you gushin’, ambulance rushin’
You to the hospital with a bad concussion
Plus ya hit 4 times
Plus it hit ya spine
Paralyzed waist down now ya wheel chair bound
Nevermind that now you lucky to be alive
Just think it all started you fussin’ with 3 guys
Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way
You could fuck around, get shot, die anyday
Niggas die everyday
All over bull shit, dope money, dice game, ordinary hood shit
Could this be ‘cos of hip hop music?
Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?
Usually niggas don’t know what to do when their back against the wall so they just start shootin’
For red or for blue or for blo I guess
From Bankhead or from your projects
No more stress, now I’m straight, now I get it, now I take
Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family’s sake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I’m blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away

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[Chorus (Justin Timberlake (T.I.))]

[Verse 2 – T.I.]
I ain’t never been scared, I lived through tragedy
Situation could’ve been dead lookin’ back at it
Most of that shit didn’t even have to happen
But you don’t think about it when you out there trappin’
In apartments, hangin’, smokin’, and rappin’
Niggas start shit, next thing ya know we cappin’
Get locked up then didn’t even get mad
Now think about damn what a life I had
Most of that shit, look back, just laugh
Some shit still look back get sad
Maybe my homboy still be around
Had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time
I won that fight
I lost that war
I can still see my nigga walkin’ out that door
Who’da thought I’d never see Philant no more?
Got enough dead homies I don’t want no more
Cost a nigga his job
Cost me more
I’d took that ass-whooping now for sure
Now think before I risk my life
Take them chances to get my stripe
A nigga put his hands on me alright
Otherwise stand there talk shit all night
‘Cos I hit you, you sue me,
I shoot you, get locked up, who me?
No more stress, now I’m straight, now I get it, now I take
Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family’s sake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I’m blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away

[Chorus (Justin Timberlake (T.I.))]

[Hook – Justin Timberlake]
I turn my head to the East
I don’t see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the West
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the North
Swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone
But that new me will be alright

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I turn my head to the East
I don’t see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the West
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the North
Swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone
But that new me will be alright

[Chorus (Justin Timberlake (T.I.))]

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Warzone – T.I.

[Hook]
Can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,”Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe”
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

[Verse 1]
They left his body swangin’ down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but that ain’t mean nothing
Witness said suicide, I said genocide
Hey what you got a gun for? Boy you ain’t finna ride
They run up on you like Baton Rouge, bet you finna hide
That’s the difference ‘tween us, I’ll die to save a million lives
Appointed leader when nobody couldn’t think of shit
I’ll be a martyr if my great grandaughter benefit
They pull you over, ask you where your license at
Be careful reachin’ for it, you know you can die for that
And this ain’t nothin’ new, just got cameras so you can see the shit
Got Dr. King and Abe Lincoln askin’ where the freedom at
This ain’t no equality
Man you ain’t have no justice on your mind when you shot at me
But fuck it, this the way it gotta be
Hey listen, you won’t shoot at them then shoot at me?
Boy you are not a G
Imagine Trayvon askin’ why you followed me
Feel threatened, hit him and whip him, that’s when he shot him down
Do that to a grown fuckin’ man, drop where you stand
Tell my grandma go on with all that prayin’
If it’s a God and he in the sky, he looking down, he understand
I’m just a man, and I’m wrong for revenge
But I don’t get ’em it’s like tellin’ him to gon’ kill again
Keep fucking around, it’s going to be on in a minute
[Hook]
Boy we livin’ in a war zone
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,”Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe”
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

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[Verse 2]
This goes to the white boy that ran in the old church
I hope you get slow murked, and they torture you slow first
Ran in our place of worship to slaughter our grandma
Won’t go kamikaze for that, well what would you die for?
Hold up… I’ll wait, I’ll wait
Heard it from buddy who took for the fall for Watergate
The war on drugs was just a war on us
Give us all these guns, give us all this dust
Change all them laws, lock all of us up
Went from Freeway Ricky, on to BMF (free Meech)
Then hip hop came, that’s when we got rich
Cause white kids gravitated to it like all of us did
And that’s when they got slick
Invented the technology to take our shit
Diluted all of the artistry
Pardon me, somebody tell me what happened to Alton
Sterling, killed Philando right in front of the girl
And the world saw
Everybody’s reaction was, “Hell naw”
This modern day slavery, the prison publicly traded
And the jig’s up
The Constitution and Emancipation Proclamation’s just a fuckin’ piece of paper

[Hook]
Can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,”Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe”
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

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