T.I.

[Verse 1:] Rubber band man like a one man band treat these niggas like the Apollo and I'm the sandman. Tote a hundred grand Canon in the waistband Looking for a sweet lick? Well this is the wrong place man. Seven time felon, what I care about a case man? I'm campaigning to bury the hate, so say ya grace man. Ay, I don't talk behind a nigga back I say it in his face. I'm a thoroughbred nigga. I don't fake and I don't hate. Check my resume nigga. My record's impeccable Anywhere in the A nigga how TIP is highly respectable. And the MIA nigga I'm tryna keep it professional Cause all this tongue rustling. finna have me snappin, I'm telling you. From the bottom of the Duval, Cakalacky to New York and everybody showing me love that's one to you all. Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas my LA niggas

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[Verse 2:] Call me trouble man Stayed in some trouble man Some niggas still hating on shawty so they some suckers man. Got a couple fans that love to do nothing other than lick, suck, show no respect but still I love em man. Dig it, little pimping got the mind and the muscle Stay down on his grind Put the crown on the hustle Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything and make it double. Weed, blow, real estate, liquor store wit no trouble. Young cats is playing today Marvin Gaye of my time. Tryna stay alive Living how I say in my rhymes. My cousin used to tell me take this shit a day at a time. and told me Friday, died Sunday Wednesday in the ground. I still smile cause somehow I know he seeing me now and so I'm doing all my shows just like he in the crowd. Ay, tho ya lighters up for my cousin Toot, Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master Jay.

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[Verse 3:] Grand Hustle man Mo hustles than hustle man. But why the rubber band? It representing the struggle man. My folk gonna trap until they come up wit another plan Stack and crumble bread to get theyself off they mama land. Gangsters who been serving since you was doing the running man. Went down, did 10 back round and rich again. That's why I'm young wit the soul of a old man I'm shell shocked, get shot slow ya roll man. Still ride around with the glock on patrol man. I ain't robbing, I'm just looking for that dro man. For ma niggas slanging blow, pimping hos Rollin vogues, 24s. Let these other niggas know.

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