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T.I.]
Don't know how many

[Verse 1: King & (T.I.)]
Coney Island with a shotgun
New York, BK, I come from
Now who the in New York? I don't care son
Now who the hottest in New I don't care son
You know I pull up on your block, 100 run
Looking out the window with a chopper I'm Malcolm
Be the outcome, RIP to Doe B, an real one
How many
(Don't how many times)
How many
You pay me a verse, 200 a
You book me a show, hit your and I shine
(Don't how many times)
Fuck the Hustle, get ready to die
All of you rappers, who fucking 5ive?
All of you rappers, who fucking 5ive?

T.I.]
Don't know how many
Don't know how times
Don't how many times
Don't how many times

2: T.I.]
How many times I tell you
I shoot you, do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, won't at the 9
check, we jump through
And run through and by pressing rewind
Sucker, no need to ask how I do
Just please me and my shooter, we fine
And all I demand is
You can do and we fine
Shit you not be to
Leave you wet like Moet, to be found
How many times must I you
You gon' get the cane, I'm you over?
It's over, as long as you know it
And from there, the is over

T.I.]
Don't know how many
know how many times
Don't how many times
Don't know how times

3: King Louie & (T.I.(]
How many times will you listen to lies from frivolous guys?
I'm so sick of guys
After your we shoot up your repast, turn up on your old ass
(Don't know how times)
How many times will I run up that cash to fuck up that cash
I can't die with that cash so I spend that cash
With chick and a buddy, we having a blast
(Don't how many times)
I don't know why mad at me
dissing, end up a casualty
(Don't know how times)
Hang arounds looking like
Shut up and bow to your
(Don't know how times)
Boss shit, I could get you for free
Could you excuse the back of me
out my mama, she had a G
Picture me rolling,

T.I.]
Don't know how times
Don't how many times
Don't know how times
Don't how many times