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