Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A King

[Verse T.I.]
Now, e'rybody be the king of the South
When, they ain't a damn thing but they mouth
No doubt, it's all good, just statin y'all opinion
But in the and in the hood it's understood without sayin
a given, and ain't because of what I'm doin for a livin
It's, mo' of what I do and how I'm livin
Not to mention when I'm I'm just hurtin niggaz feelings
(Niggaz feelings) And still chillin on somethin that's healing
provisions for the clique to continue keepin it pimpin
Whether crack was in the house or record was through the ceiling
So say what you want, and do what you
But for fun, I 22's from your shoes to your knees
I run a record label and a of G's
So, niggaz'll and look for you if ya sneeze
or even breathe the wrong way, you do what the song say
And be easy, or else be a long day

T.I.]
I'm a king - bank rolls in the pockets of my
I'm a king - you pussy niggaz couldn't see me in dreams
I'm a - top topic of all of your magazines
I'm a king - of the body, leader of the team
I'm a king - I can get your block knocked off
I'm a king - a Bentley coupe the top chopped off
I'm a king - I'm nationwide but in the South
I'm a king - just it and keep my name out'cha mouth

[Verse Lil Scrappy]
I'm the prince don't get it twisted
Been shots simpin 'fore my flows existed
And find birds in my momma kitchen
You might see me burnin in the subdivision
I got soldiers on deck, pimpin
Whatchu' 'bout dat, I get a bad Brenda
with that top back, my jeans feelin tight
my pockets stay fat, playa better know that
My neck got so much shit,
Big dick, big chain, we keep on hangin
Got a Hollywood ho, and a that be sangin
They be hatin cause I'm famous {?} I was thankin
And this for every don thankin he passed me
Y'all just thank that you gone and the be nasty
I'ma ballin, ballin off my old school classic
Lil got big bank, now see if you can match it

[Verse Three:
Shorty I'm down with the kings, so call me the
Number one hustler, I keep the street
If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and raisins
While y'all cherry pickin hustlers out here
That king shit runs deep in my veins
Pump through my heart, live in my marrow mayne
That's pimpin! My gas is like octane
tell me nuttin 'bout stackin these Benja-maynes
I'm the of the Dirty, see me seated in the throne
Overruled dudes like Caesar did in Rome
With a prince that's so demandin and an so strong
The South ain't been represented this in so long
I'm an emperor, you best be I'm workin on my temper
Otherwise I'd cock a pistol, send some to your temple
Disrespect us I'ma 'em 'til I get you plain and simple
Brass knuckles to your dentals blast in they dimples

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