Countdown Lyrics - Urban Legend - T.i.

[Chorus:] 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One 

You done when I see you (David Banner, banner) 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah) Two (2), (ay) One 

You done when I see you (ay) 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah, yeah), Two (2), One run 

You done when I see (see) you (you) (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ay) 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One (what it is pimp I know ya? ll miss me man) 

You done when I see (see) you (you) 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (here I am muthafucker), One run 

You done when I see (see) you (you) (ay) 

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[Verse 1:] 

what it is the king back in the building 

Still stacking and building 

Still rappin to children 

Jeopardizing ya deals, ballin buyin ya wheels 

Like it? s back when we was lil and it? s still time to kill 

Quick displayin ya skills 

Way underpayin ya bills 

Spend a day in the field 

So how you sayin you real 

Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain? t deserving 

My lifestyle? s urban, never met me in person 

Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban 

On 24? s, 20 hoes givin head, I? m swerving 

Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous 

I? m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service 

Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin 

The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect 

Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop 

Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga 

[Chorus (2x):] 

Five (5). Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (what!), One 

You done when I see (see), you (you) (ya days are numbered shawty) 

Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One run 

You done when I see (see), you (you) (countdown pimp) 

[Verse 2:] 

I treat the beats like the streets 

On em I do what I want to 

I ain? t gotta confront you, I? ll kill you if I want to 

Roam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you 

That lil nigga swearin he bad, eat him for lunch too 

Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz 

Sucker punch aan one of you niggaz 

I was being nice at first now I? m runnin thru niggaz 

Whole crews, not just one or two niggaz 

Cuz you aint representin the south, you just embarassin 

See you on tv in New York, them niggaz laugh at us 

The reason why D.J.? s didn? t have a clue I was fabulous 

Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it? s hazardous 

All this cussin, fussin, loud discussion? s out of my character 

Bustin these niggaz melons and threatnin all of they managers 

P.$.C. is Atlanta, so how you playin and handlin 

Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin and banishing 

King of the south, it was said once then 

Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in 

On the low, deal a mil, I ain? t done, come again 

Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp 

[Chorus (2x)] 

[Verse 3:] 

comin live from the terror dome 

Shinin lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on 

All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone 

Give me a day and its gon, a brick of yay and it? s on 

You have never known, me to run less I? m gunnin at niggaz domes 

And runnin em out the own territory 

Every story got a flip side to it, and ya disc ain? t shit less the click ride to it 

And I? m gon show you how the Westside do it 

In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley 

Every crack in every alley, sellin crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry 

Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up 

A big enough knot to buy me a yacht 

So then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got 

I? m not, playin at all, I? m sprayin em all 

Still drop em down to size if they say that I? m small man 

Pussy cats can? t worry ya dawg 

Throwin stones at the throne, I? m a bury ya all man 

Know ya faggot niggaz hate that I? m ballin 

Makin 30k a day and blow it all at the mall and man I 

Can? t relate to what you rap on stage 

Nigga cuz I been sellin yay since I was bow wow? s age nigga 

Hear my daddy and cousin talking to me from the grave 

And all they sayin is young nigga get paid 

[Chorus (4x)]