You Know What It Is artist: T.I. Ay Boy, Don\'t Spill My Drink Boy Pull It! Now Listen..(Grand Hustle homie) Everybody report to the bloodclot dancefloor Wyclef all hands on deck (you love the beat) (boy you know what it is) Ay, (brat), Ay (brat), Ay (brat) Yo T.I.P, talk to them bloodclot I\'m a real nigga Homie Throw Six figga\'s on me Got a pistol, You don\'t want it boy You know what it is Im way fly-er My pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy You know what it is I got that drama You don\'t want no\' problems Line up that lama boy You know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money Think its all she get from me boy You know what it is Yo T.I.P, let them little rock boys know how you movin (Boy You Know What it is) The wait is over here I go again I\'m back in the play Gon sell another couple mill and take it back to tha \'A Gon take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Five cash for the crib on the back of the lake I\'m up in Crucial 2 steppin with a gat at my waist T.I. aint in the streets no more foe-foe is that what they say? Dont even try \'em when you see \'em boy you have to be great Cuz this pistol hit you in the face your teeth youll have to replace That\'s if you lucky trust me it wont hurt me to take A Hundred thousand to them Haitians you\'ll be murdered today. I\'m a real nigga Homie Throw Six figga\'s on me Got a pistol, You don\'t want it boy You know what it is Im way fly-er My pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy You know what it is I got that drama You don\'t want no\' problems Line up that lama boy You know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money Think its all she get from me boy You know what it is Yo T.I.P, some boy wanna playa hate, Let em know who tha king of the south is! Talk to em! Well they sweatin when they see me im apparently hot Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not Remember all day I used to stay at the spot 2 revolvers in my pocket pitch a hand of that rock And now I\'m chart toppin, aint a car I aint got Im the NO.1 customer at my own car lot If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot You know I\'m probably gettin more then you\'d imagine I got listen close I need to know if you understand me or not if ya disrespectin me you and your man\'ll be shot. I\'m a real nigga Homie Throw Six figga\'s on me Got a pistol, You don\'t want it boy You know what it is Im way fly-er My pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy You know what it is I got that drama You don\'t want no\' problems Line up that lama boy You know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money Think its all she get from me boy You know what it is Well from the King of the south, to the king of the states Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states No Idea how much yay I can bring in the states You can bet one hundred on it for a million a day Frank Lucus aint the only one to make a million a day But it\'s a American Gangsta, I\'m right here in ya face And you dont wanna see P$C on the scene with a \"K\" You think you running up and robbin that aint even the case And just because you get away that dont mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it okay. I\'m a real nigga Homie Throw Six figga\'s on me I got a pistol You don\'t want it But You know what it is Im way fly-er my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire Boy You know what it is about that drama You don\'t want no\' problems Goatta love that lama But you know what it is I get Money, all I count is big money this is all you get from me Boy you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done. They guns sound like popcorn. ~~更多新曲推荐在我的空间~~