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T.I.]
Don't how many times

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

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

2: T.I.]
How times must I tell you
I you, won't do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, shoot at the 9
Head check, we through
And run and replace by pressing 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 and we fine
you not be able to
Leave you wet Moet, nowhere to be found
How times must I show you
You gon' get the cane, I'm fucking you
over, hustle 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 know how many
know how many times

[Verse 3: King & (T.I.(]
How many will you listen to lies from these frivolous guys?
I'm so sick of guys
your funeral we shoot up your repast, turn 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 cash fast
With your and a buddy, we having a blast
(Don't know how times)
I don't know why mad at me
dissing, end up a casualty
(Don't know how times)
Hang arounds looking battery
Shut up and bow to your
(Don't know how times)
Boss shit, I could get you for free
Could you please the back of me
out my mama, she had a G
Picture me rolling,

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