T.I. - Wcw lyrics

[Hook: MPA Duke] Smokin', kickin' sh**, f**in' b**hes with my n***as Got a hundred, whole round, b**h you cannot take no pictures Magazine in the 30 round, you gon' get your issue Don't come around me, when n***a's pop, I don't got no feelings I f**ed your WCW And I swear I don't love her f**ed her on top of the covers Know I had to use a rubber Diamonds on me and they're custom Soon as we spot 'em we rush 'em I got more rhymes than Busta I had the grind, had the hustle Now I got muscle [Verse 1: MPA Duke] Thugger, he poured up a four, I said gimme a shot Came from the bottom, went straight to the top Went through the struggle, I came from the block Now I'm on top, a young n***a got guap I'ma keep goin' and I'm never gon' stop Rockin' the stage and we sellin' 'em out We out the street, how the f** we gon' fly? Book you a show, it gon' cost a whole block Caught tryna rob and you're gonna get popped Know you heard 'bout me sendin' them shots These n***as, they hatin', they watch and they plot Got mine out the mud and it came out the pot Flyin' on in, I don't f** with no thots Don't have to show 'em cause they know what we got This is our year, you know we on fire YSL sh**, b**h you know what we 'bout [Hook: MPA Duke] Smokin', kickin' sh**, f**in' b**hes with my n***as Got a hundred, whole round, b**h you cannot take no pictures Magazine in the 30 round, you gon' get your issue Don't come around me, when n***a's pop, I don't got no feelings I f**ed your WCW And I swear I don't love her f**ed her on top of the covers Know I had to use a rubber Diamonds on me and they're custom Soon as we spot 'em we rush 'em I got more rhymes than Busta I had the grind, had the hustle Now I got muscle [Verse 2: Young Thug] If you play, I'ma bust 'em And my diamonds so brazy They go crazy, they're custom I'ma stay big like a buzzer Put that check on your head like a m**m f** her real good like I love her f** her real good like no other Tee top ridin' in a drop, n***a stop, shop AKs fillin' up the spots, n***a, black ops Serve a lot, mothaf** the cops, n***a what you got? Red beams cover your whole body like the chicken pox I'ma make her ride inside my ride She my main b**h? Oh yeah she lied, she my side And I got more karats than a bunny, Clyde No transmission, b**h, I'm never slippin', slide You dig that? [Hook: MPA Duke] Smokin', kickin' sh**, f**in' b**hes with my n***as Got a hundred, whole round, b**h you cannot take no pictures Magazine in the 30 round, you gon' get your issue Don't come around me, when n***a's pop, I don't got no feelings I f**ed your WCW And I swear I don't love her f**ed her on top of the covers Know I had to use a rubber Diamonds on me and they're custom Soon as we spot 'em we rush 'em I got more rhymes than Busta I had the grind, had the hustle [Bridge: Shad da God] Cut Trappin' out the dresser Had them hoes in the SUV and Sprinter bus b**h say that they got in on a perc then we can't touch her God pop that A3333 'fore I bust her When I slang that mothaf**a Cut [Verse 3: T.I.] Remember me from that trap sh**? When I was knee high with a 3-5 Expensive denim and exotic leather n***a I ain't ever wore Levi One hunnid, we solid Real n***a forever, gon' be there regardless You don't ever break the code, n***a And never go against your partner for no ho, that's some f** sh** They were teachin' pimpin', now we're masterin' the subject They say the early bird get it, f** who ain't up yet f** is you mean? f** n***a you lookin' for me? I be [Hook: MPA Duke] Smokin', kickin' sh**, f**in' b**hes with my n***as Got a hundred, whole round, b**h you cannot take no pictures Magazine in the 30 round, you gon' get your issue Don't come around me, when n***a's pop, I don't got no feelings I f**ed your WCW And I swear I don't love her f**ed her on top of the covers Know I had to use a rubber Diamonds on me and they're custom Soon as we spot 'em we rush 'em I got more rhymes than Busta I had the grind, had the hustle