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[T.I. -
(Nigga, what.)
I'm the King of the Motherfuckin south. (Huh, I'm T.I.P nigga.)
that, nigga. (Try me then nigga. King of the South.)
I got no hits.
Nigga, my ass, nigga. (Bust me then, sucka. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Nigga, I been bustin'. You like it. Outbust me then, nigga.
Nigga, I can fight nigga. I can say the fuck I wanna say, nigga. (PSC.)
King of the got south. Bust me then, nigga.

1]
Might see T.I.P in one of drop things
Way the block, man
Swervin in and out of lanes, some hot brain
I'm ya, I'm hot man
here to Scott Lane
You the day I drop, man
Shawty, I'm not
Now hold up, st-stop
Shawty, not jammin'
If you one more, got dammit
I-I-I stand it
I'm taking over spots to that B.I.G and Pac image you got
Stop ridin, your shit's tired
I doubt if even your buy it for six 'ollars
I can't see how niggas who not spittin ask why they not
Or why their record not spinnin, why niggas not it
that shit is not real, and we know you're not out killin shit

2X]
Crown grand
Shawty, I be
Whoever wanna shut me,
Just me
Until then I'm king hood, don't act like you ain't it
You be supreme, hood, go get 16 for it

2]
I been spittin since way back like the seats in the Lac,
Since the days of 97 in the back of the trap, nigga
I a rap nigga, I just happen to rap
what is
I ain't gotta act and still i'm hotta than that
I think all of ya wack niggas should give plaques
to the real killas and dealers writing your script
get a grip, you need ass whipped, for tryin to be famous
everybody know my is chainless and that's how i remain
is T-I-P, K-I-N-G, O-F-D-A-S-O, a
as one of the greatest when it comes to the flow
give a damn what you
cause if the of the south ain't complainin
Outkast and Goodie Mob
what the and the fuck do i care what you sayin
I'm T.I.P.

2X]

What, what,
Yal still heard
Pussy nigga, yal ain't heard
T.I.P., King of the South, shut motherfuckin mouth
Or come see me, homie

3]
Well, whether you can't with it
Or you just can't it
One that you can't say
is shawty we ain't
I was the King of the South before my was out
I gave you everything from the ho to the game
Now hold up, wa-uh-wait shawty, buy at 8 shorties
So go and get the weight shawty, out of the for me
They all can go for 140, me at 1:40
Now hey, don't play no games me
I no lame sissy
All I'ma bring wit me, is the who hang with me
They smoke and drank and slang me
So they'll with me
Know if came with me, that they dyin to die for me
Or a 45 at the blink of a eye for me
Now don't be fuckin round, f-fore you be duckin
You ain't goin hear bustin sound
Til 'fore you touch the ground
Now know AK'll turn you browner than Bobby
and I were raised in the yay, rappin just was my
I'm king

3x]

[T.I. -

King of the
yal niggas

Nigga, yal don't
my city, nigga
ATL,

I born and raised, nigga
Die
Born and raised,
Bankhead-born,
One nigga down be Bankhead dead
Nigga,
me then
ATL in motherfucker
You don't it, nigga
my motherfuckin ass
Get a Benz then talk,
I don't give a fuck what you think about little bitty-ass house you got
Nigga, get a on a lake
Then tell me somethin, nigga
You don't like south
you then
Got plenty dick for mouth
Ho ass
I can
see bout me
Ho ass
PSC in muthafucka