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T.i.

Genres: Hip-Hop

Grand Royal Lyrics - T.i.

T.I. - talking] 

What? 

Nigga, what. 

I'm the King of the south. 

Huh, what? I'm T.I.P nigga. 

Picture that, nigga. 

Try me then nigga. King of the South. 

I ain't got no hits. 

Nigga, kiss my ass, nigga. 

Bust me then, sucka. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 

Nigga, I been bustin'. You don't like it. Outbust me then, nigga. 

Nigga, I can fight nigga. I can say what the fuck I wanna say, nigga. 

PSC. 

King of the got damn south. Bust me then, nigga. 

 

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[Verse 1] 

Might see T.I.P in one of them drop things 

Way down the block, man 

Swervin in and out of lanes, gettin some hot brain 

I'm tellin ya, I'm hot man 

From here to Scott Lane 

You know the day I drop, man 

Shawty, I'm not playin 

Now hold up, st-stop damn it 

Shawty, you're not jammin' 

If you hear one more, got damn it 

I can't stand it 

I'm taking over spots to damage that B.I.G and Pac image you got 

Stop dick ridin, your shit's tired 

I doubt if even your bitch buy it for six 'ollars 

I can't see how niggas who not spittin ask why they not winnin' 

Or why their record not spinnin, why niggas not feelin it 

Cause that shit is not real, and we know you're not out killin shit 

 

[Chorus 2X] 

Crown grand royalty 

Shawty, I must be 

Whoever wanna shut me, uh-up 

Just outbust me 

Until then I'm king hood, don't act like you ain't know it 

You wanna be supreme, hood, go get 16 for it 

 

[Verse 2] 

I been spittin since way back like the seats in the Lac, nigga 

Since the days of 97 sats in the back of the trap, nigga 

I ain't a rap nigga, I just happen to rap 

what is different? 

I ain't gotta act and still i'm hotta than that nigga 

I think all of ya wack niggas should give your plaques 

to the real killas and crack dealers writing your script 

get a grip, you need your ass whipped, for tryin to be famous 

everybody know my flow is chainless and that's how i remain 

is T I P K I N G O F D A S O, a U T H 

labeled as one of the greatest when it comes to the flow 

give a damn what you think 

cause if the legends of the south ain't complainin 

like Outkast and Goodie Mob 

What the fuck do I care what you sayin? 

I'm T.I.P. 

 

[Chorus 2X] 

 

What, what, what 

Yal still ain't heard 

Pussy nigga, yal still ain't heard 

T.I.P., King of the South, shut your muthafuckin mouth 

Or come see bout me, homie 

 

[Verse 3] 

Well, whether you can't live with it 

Or you just can't love it 

One thing that you can't say 

is shawty we ain't bustin 

I was the King of the South before my single was out 

I gave you everything from the ho to the dope game 

Now hold up, wa-uh-wait shawty, wanna buy at 8 shorties 

So go and get the weight shawty, out of the safe for me 

They all can go for 140, meet me at 1: 40 

Now hey, don't play no games with me 

I ain't no lame sissy 

All I'm a bring wit me, is the niggas who hang with me 

They smoke and drank and slang with me 

So they'll bang with me 

Know if they came with me, that they dyin to die for me 

Or bust a 45 at the blink of a eye for me 

Now don't be fuckin' round, f-fore you be duckin down 

You ain't goin hear that bustin sound 

Til right 'fore you touch the ground 

Now know that AK'll turn you browner than Bobby 

and I were raised in the yay, rappin' just was my hobby 

I'm king hood. 

 

[Chorus 3x] 

 

[T.I. - talking] 

What? 

King of the South 

Muthafuck yal niggas 

What? 

Nigga, yal don't know 

This my city, nigga 

ATL, nigga 

What? 

I washawty born and raised, nigga 

Die here 

Born and raised, nigga 

Bankhead-born, Bankhead-bred 

One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead 

Nigga, what? 

Outbust me then 

ATL in this muthafucker 

You don't like it, nigga 

Kiss my muthafuckin ass 

Get a Benz then talk, nigga 

I don't give a fuck what you think about that little bitty-ass house you got 

Nigga, get a house on a lake 

Then come tell me somethin, nigga 

You don't like down south 

Fuck you then 

Got plenty dick for your mouth 

Hoe ass nigga 

I can fight 

Come see bout me 

Hoe ass nigga 

PSC in this muthafucka. 

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