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