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T.I.]
Don't know how times

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

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

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

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

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

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