歌曲 | Grand Royal |
歌手 | T.I. |
专辑 | I'm Serious |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harris | |
What? (Nigga, what.) | |
I'm the King of the Motherfuckin 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. | |
[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 dammit | |
Shawty, you're not jammin' | |
If you hear one more, got dammit | |
I-I-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 hell and 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 motherfuckin 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'ma 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 | |
Motherfuck 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 motherfucker | |
You don't like it, nigga | |
Kiss my motherfuckin 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 | |
Ho ass nigga | |
I can fight | |
Come see bout me | |
Ho ass nigga | |
PSC in this muthafucka |
zuo ci : Harris | |
What? Nigga, what. | |
I' m the King of the Motherfuckin 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. | |
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, ststop dammit | |
Shawty, you' re not jammin' | |
If you hear one more, got dammit | |
III 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, uhup | |
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 TIP, KING, OFDASO, a UTH | |
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 hell and 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 motherfuckin 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, wauhwait 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' ma 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, ffore 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 | |
Motherfuck 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 | |
Bankheadborn, Bankheadbred | |
One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead | |
Nigga, what? | |
Outbust me then | |
ATL in this motherfucker | |
You don' t like it, nigga | |
Kiss my motherfuckin ass | |
Get a Benz then talk, nigga | |
I don' t give a fuck what you think about that little bittyass 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 | |
Ho ass nigga | |
I can fight | |
Come see bout me | |
Ho ass nigga | |
PSC in this muthafucka |
zuò cí : Harris | |
What? Nigga, what. | |
I' m the King of the Motherfuckin 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. | |
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, ststop dammit | |
Shawty, you' re not jammin' | |
If you hear one more, got dammit | |
III 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, uhup | |
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 TIP, KING, OFDASO, a UTH | |
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 hell and 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 motherfuckin 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, wauhwait 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' ma 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, ffore 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 | |
Motherfuck 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 | |
Bankheadborn, Bankheadbred | |
One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead | |
Nigga, what? | |
Outbust me then | |
ATL in this motherfucker | |
You don' t like it, nigga | |
Kiss my motherfuckin ass | |
Get a Benz then talk, nigga | |
I don' t give a fuck what you think about that little bittyass 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 | |
Ho ass nigga | |
I can fight | |
Come see bout me | |
Ho ass nigga | |
PSC in this muthafucka |