Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A King

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

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

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

[Verse P$C]
I'm down with the kings, so call me the greatest
Number one hustler, I keep the street
If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and sell
While y'all pickin hustlers out here slavin
That king shit nigga deep in my veins
Pump my heart, live in my bone marrow mayne
That's pimpin! My gas is premium octane
tell me nuttin 'bout stackin these Benja-maynes
I'm the of the Dirty, see me seated in the throne
other dudes like Caesar did in Rome
With a prince that's so demandin and an so strong
The South ain't been represented like this in so
I'm an emperor, you best be I'm workin on my temper
Otherwise I'd cock a pistol, send some missiles to your
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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