T.I.P and Young Thugga n***a
Yeah you know T.I. a Thugga n***a
Ain't nothing changed but the bezels and the rings
Watches and the chains Hey, yo future my past
I shoot you hoe a**
Just like a b**h I will do yo hoe a**
My Mac-10 is intergalactic what crackin'
You looking for action I''ll Pluto your a**
Lookin' fo' some trouble what it do n***a
I don't really need but a few of them
And for the most part I'm a cool n***a
But I'll stuff a mud hole into you n***a (Check it)
The hoe sh** you kick I am not with it
You pull it on them I'mma mind my business
But ya come in my yard disregard my gangsta
Well I aim that banger
n***a find out then I put his a** in a box on timeout
For the wrong thought, blow a n***a mind out
You was talking all that sh** now whatchu crying about
When it go down, I'm the wrong one to rhyme about n***a
Say you did what, whatchu lying about n***a
I'm a front street n***a you a wannabe n***a
Everybody know you don't want none of me n***a
Armageddon for you what it gonna be n***a, hey
All I gotta do is make my plan
All the motherf**ing games I don't play my man
If I slap his a** now in the mouth
Bet next time I see 'im p**y n***a try to shake my hand Pull-up shootin' out the Avalanche
Every since I counted blue cheese
I ain't liking ranch
I done sold a hundred thousand Benjamins like I got a plan
Hey
Let me see your hands
If you feel like you the man
I want war n***a
(Pull-up, pull-up, pull-up)
I need war n***a
Shoot I need some war
Hey I swear to, I need some war Pull-up in a car
Two hundred stars
(What you shooting n***a?)
AK, no handgun
Uh, man
Goddamn Goddamn
Pullin' up in the Lamb'
Clap that b**h and go ham
Damn, pull-up to the spot
Shoot a n***a man, damn
Catch a n***a down be' rob em for they yam
Catch me on the block Young Thug got grams
Pull up, nig got K's on K's, on shooters