[Rap T.I. + (T.I.P. alter ego)] I talk to you shawty (Why?)'Cause you be trippin' sometimes (Man I'm just stay true to what I say in my rhymes) It ain't a in my mind, but you got a lot on the line You to think 'bout yo' actions (Why?) You be (Man) Look at Cap and K.T. to K.P. (What 'em; where the fuck this shit come from?) Or to a J.G. to mama or D.P Or somebody shawty shit you be makin' me (Nigga fuck you!) be a motherfuckin' fool if you blow this lick (Alright alright) This the chance of a lifetime, you know shit Remember what Jarmel told us "stay focused Tip" (I nigga) (Man but be tryin' me shawty) Niggas be you how? Hey let them tell it, you was just guy in the crowd (Naw, but they be too loud) Man you be listenin' too pay these niggas no attention and keep fuckin' they broads (Alright) I know you harder than these niggas (Yeah) and smarter these niggas (Yeah) More heart than these (Yeah) Quit worryin' 'bout thses (Hey man fuck niggas I'm from Bankhead and I don't know where you stayed at) (But sideways behind my back, I never played that) (Since you become a cat T.I. you been so laid back) (I wonder where lil' bad ass Tip from in the day at) Man that had to stay back there so we could be that on TV and FYI we got the P back Hold up shawty freeze (What?) "Lame" I'll never be (Yeah OK) Changed my name a thousand times and still a G believe (Oh good we go Ki's) (That nigga overseas back) You see what I be sayin' this nigga (What man? Shit) I don't believe You listenin' is ya? You got I got kids, 2 boys a lil' girl (Hey I know they my kids too) You know it's one false move and back to the big house The judge told our ass "one time" and we ain't gettin' out (I say that) Be thinkin' standin' outside in the sunshine (Ho) Watchin' nigga's get buck for cuttin' the lunch line Hey shawty you ain't 'posed to make the same mistake more than one (And I ain't made the mistake twice since uh '99) Please, boy stop don't get me started folk it's not the And let's just do this shit my way get paid and have a lot of Plenty fine bitches, who pull shawty you is? (Man you Tip got the hoes) And Tip hoes got gold teeth (What that What you tryna say nigga?) Mine got jobs, good credit and they own (And boost clothes, sell 'dro, got the blow cheap) (I guess it's just on what ya like folk) That's right folk (And I was kiddin' 'bout them kites folk) Heh, alright folk (I'm glad we had a chance to sit it down and rap a tad) (I admit you had a couple points, I act a ass) Hey but it is so important to keep it real though just like ya No record deal, no amount of shall go to my head (And with that said nobody tell us shit, so fuck the hatin') How many niggaz real enough to and give theyself a straightenin'?