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T.I.]
Don't know how many

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

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

2: T.I.]
How many times must I you
I shoot you, do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, shoot at the 9
Head check, we through
And run through and replace by rewind
Sucker, ain't no to ask how I do
Just please believe me and my shooter, we
And all I is respect
You can do that and we
you not be able to
Leave you wet like Moet, nowhere to be
How many must I show you
You gon' get the cane, I'm fucking you
It's over, hustle as long as you it
And from there, the is over

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

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

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