Luyện nghe bài hát Act II: T.I.

Umm, uh the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I my car, shit

Aye, hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car parked the street
And then it hit, I ain't really slept long in a week
Matter fact I don't even remember falling

Atlantic office J just keep calling the heat
Is it an emergency or something you need to to me?

J said, "I you needed to talk to me
If it's a change made aware I think I be
You making ultimatums now you don't to me
You shit way worse then it outta be"
I ain't on the phone, come talk to me
be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace

Now I'm hard as I walk to my house
The fuck have I now, what could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You workin' on the album, I was listenin' now

Then Doug called, "Ay you to J?"
Yeah, is it something I don't know that I was supposed to
All I know before the I awoke today
commin' wit' the realist and he chose today

I'm close to J, I seen ups and downs hit
But I ain't never him sound the way that he sounded
Really a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool but why he call me clownin'?

You say'n you don't bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic records you called the office and went nuts
Makin' death threats, loud, gettin' buck
Man, they said I did Folks I'm just gettin' up

Say you waitin' out your deal till you it's up
Planin' to make away with 20 million
You bullshitin' me, right? Is you serious
Yeah, they said you found out the rapper T.I.P us

I talked to Craig, Jewels and a long time
Long story short they said you don lost ya damn
And I runnin' off deep and ya damn mind
You crossed the thin line, I'm hearin' 'em Atlantic

It's so shit about cha, they don't give a shit about cha
Say'n you ain't doin' they couldn't have done without cha
You ain't never been hotta, worked a lotta years
And came up to go way back to the bottom,

Man, what the hell is y'all 'bout?
I been in the all night
I don't know nothing 'bout shit, man
I got the album right here, man, send to 'em