Текст песни P$C f Lil Scrappy, T.I. - I`m a King (Remix)
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[Verse One: T.I.]Now, e`rybody wanna be the king of the SouthWhen, they ain`t runnin a damn thing but they mouthNo doubt, it`s all good, y`all just statin y`all opinionBut in the South and in the hood it`s understood without sayinIt`s a given, and ain`t because of what I`m doin for a livinIt`s, mo` because of what I do and how I`m livinNot to mention when I`m rappin I`m just hurtin niggaz feelings(Niggaz feelings) And still chillin on somethin that`s into healingMade provisions for the clique to continue keepin it pimpinWhether crack was in the house or record sales was through the ceilingSo say what you want, and do what you pleaseBut for fun, I shoot 22`s from your shoes to your kneesI run a record label and a crew of G`sSo, niggaz`ll come and look for you if ya sneezeor even breathe the wrong way, you better do what the song sayAnd be easy, or else it`ll be a long day[Chorus: T.I.]I`m a king - bank rolls in the pockets of my jeansI`m a king - you pussy niggaz couldn`t see me in your dreamsI`m a king - top topic of all of your magazinesI`m a king - head of the body, leader of the teamI`m a king - remember I can get your block knocked offI`m a king - a Bentley coupe with the top chopped offI`m a king - I`m connectin nationwide but in the SouthI`m a king - just respect it and keep my name out`cha mouth[Verse Two: Lil Scrappy]I`m the prince shorty don`t get it twistedBeen callin shots simpin `fore my flows existedAnd still find birds in my momma kitchenYou might see me burnin purple in the subdivisionI got soldiers on deck, babyface pimpinWhatchu` know `bout dat, I get a bad Brendawith that vert` top back, my jeans feelin tightcause my pockets stay fat, playa better know thatMy neck got so much shit, danglinBig dick, big chain, we just keep on hanginGot a Hollywood ho, and a broad that be sanginThey be hatin cause I`m famous {?} what I was thankinAnd this for every don nigga thankin he passed meY`all just thank that you gone and the shit`ll be nastyI`ma stay ballin, ballin off my old school classicLil Scrap got big bank, now see if you can match it[Chorus][Verse Three: P$C]Shorty I`m down with the kings, so call me the greatestNumber one hustler, I keep the street blazinIf the grapes don`t sell, I dry `em up and sell raisinsWhile y`all cherry pickin hustlers out here slavinThat king shit nigga runs deep in my veinsPump through my heart, live in my bone marrow mayneThat`s pimpin! My gas is premium like octaneCain`t tell me nuttin `bout stackin these Benja-maynesI`m the king of the Dirty, see me seated in the throneOverruled other dudes like Caesar did in RomeWith a prince that`s so demandin and an aura so strongThe South ain`t been represented like this in so longI`m an emperor, you best be glad I`m workin on my temperOtherwise I`d cock a pistol, send some missiles to your templeDisrespect us I`ma blick `em `til I get you plain and simpleBrass knuckles to your dentals blast suckers in they dimples[Chorus][T.I.] I`m a king