King Lyrics - Paperwork - T.i.

You know, may no man, woman, child, nor animal walk a lifetime on God's green Earth and not expect to be tested. Just observe and acknowledge when the occasion is risen to by champions, you know what I'm sayin'? Let this speak for itself and handle me accordingly. When you see me nigga, it ain't no secret, you know what's happenin'. No fake, no flaw, man. Straight like that. It's the king, bitch 

You lay down, lay down, you lay down 

I'm a king 

Play around if you want and get hammered, leave you on your dick 

I come from Atlanta, the '80s and '90s but we was as real as it gets 

And that's why we still here 

Best watch what you say, you could pay with your life tonight 

Fuck around and get killed 

As I pray to the Lord, tell him if I should die tonight 

First let me put up a mil' 

Inside of the hands of one of the men 

Who's gonna go kill or go to the pen 

If ever should blood out my body may spill 

The nigga, their partner, their family, they're killed 

I'm talkin' for real, you kickin' that rah-rah to me 

I LOL, shit's haha to me 

Nigga ever disrespect, I wave bye bye to him 

Got a Maybach, it's just like a Mazda to him 

Chew him, up like the mouth in the teeth 

Or you drop to beneath the belly of the beast 

Geesh, call me the chief 

The capo, capisce? Got the streets on a leash 

The way that I walk it, exactly the way that I talk it 

One took a hit and he rest in a coffin 

Forever for all of that shit he was talkin' 

You go against me, what you better do, shawty, is 

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Despicable me, I'm no typical G, got your bitch on her knees 

When I skeet in her tree 

Only came in here for what I wanted and shit that I don't 

If you have it, you keep 

I'm so diabolical, dick harder than a cut molecule 

You say she wifey, I say she a party girl 

Type to eat bitches out when she on molly 

You'll never know, which is to me that shit's obvious 

She say you're pitiful, they think you're popular 

That ain't gon' keep my lil' partner from poppin' yah 

Take it, you droppin', you cement your bottle 

So won't be no poppin' up, body's erased 

No weapon, no charge, no witness, no questions 

No stressin', no body, no case 

Errbody okay, I will off that guy with my chopper, I throw it away 

You can just buy me a cake 

And most of the niggas you see standin' by me today 

Were trappin' with me in the A 

And down here we always three bitches, Rodeo, LA 

And killers who do what we say 

This could be the end of you today 

My gunner run into you today 

Here's what I suggest you do when they spray