T.I. - Addresses lyrics

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T.I. - Addresses lyrics

Aye Aye aye Aye, f*ggot what he say? Ride dirty when I play b**h it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K Put an address on that sh**, what you talk bout? What you mean? Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes I'm the showster, keeping dough covered Mental s**a talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they Aye listen to me bruh, don't bring that bullsh** to me bruh It ain't no back and forth, f** with me I'm torchin n***as Don't go to war unless your money right Room full of money, hold up, not a one in sight Right? Hey n***a I can't afford a good fight Haha, but I can't afford a one life All on that s**a sh**, you broke it now you so upset All that sh** you kick around the city get you no respect I know rap beat, what you want? And sh** I PD it You such a gangsta, get some money out the street then Been in the game for 11 years, if I was such a ho n***a I'da been exposed 10 years ago Never been robbed, never got my chain took Never even been hit in my face, you don't believe? Look Them people lookin at me bad when I was trigga happy It was no short of matches, I just got to get mackin Aye, f*ggot what he say? Ride dirty when I play b**h it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K Put an address on that sh**, what you talk bout? What you mean? Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes I'm the showster, keeping dough covered Mental s**a talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they I swear to God another day another f** n***a Then why I just get that paper? Be like f** n***a s**a n***a you were tough but now you done some I'm done talkin but your girl wanna run some Hater turn your TV on that week and see my family hustle And everybody on yo street just see your family struggle What happened bruh? That's yo connect jumpin like f** em dawg No money when I see it, see you, I see none at all That chick I'm chasin after, never mind them hate a rapper Makin situation stick it like an hour later rapper Then f** the cities all, this sh** ain't sh** to all Keep on, now shorty f** on tape, how you a city dawg Aye, f*ggot what he say? Ride dirty when I play b**h it ain't disrespectin' as you wonder what the K Put an address on that sh**, what you talk bout? What you mean? Wanna see me in the street, that place a issued magazine All that placin and the poppin you be doin for them hoes How I run up with that choppa, give it to you with them hoes I'm the showster, keeping dough covered Mental s**a talkin trouble, trouble it ain't on they Go, go