baby You must be warned I'm a passionate one And I will break you To pieces Trust me I've done it before I can't help it (I can't help it) I
we wouldn't be apart No, I don't believe you When you say you don't need me anymore So don't pretend To not love me at all I don't mind it I still don't
: [Rap Verse: T.I. + (T.I.P. alter ego)] I wanna talk to you shawty (Why?) 'Cause you be trippin' sometimes (Man I'm just trying stay true to what I
: Hast du Schlussel? -Schlussel Ja hab ich. Hast du Pass? -Pass passt hab ich ja Hast du Navi -Hab ich ja Trip wohin Trip wohin Trip wohin egal ich
on them haters Keep on tryin' me, I'll put that beam right on ya tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. be irate Just try to keep him in a cage but some
on hold I'll bust ya in your stomach, leave you back on the floor You see T.I. and Nelly on it, know the track gon? blow Man, you, niggas, barely pro, I don't
it to me Show it to me [T.I.] I got a whack dough flow Stacks on swole Five different hoes in Cadillac four door Niggas think they gonna attack, I got a mac on hold I
, show them boys some love I'm thankin' Bun already told ya we ain't nuttin' but some killers We come with banana clips, we ain't monkeys we gorillas
I don't know what it is but it makes me feel I'm crazy I don't know what it is but it makes reality hazy I don't know what it is but I got the feeling
crime don't pay All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time So now I'm drawin' a line before I get
t feed me when I was hungry, I couldn't ignore it But I stay to my lonely, and didn't show it So when I killed you and your homies, you wouldn't know
s on the real'a I ain't tryin to be a killer just a nigga 'bout his cheddar And I ain't got it, you can't cancel the bill collector Coulda been did your
See I tried to tell you once niggaz don't want war [Verse Two] Just look at life from my point of view, run where I call home Feel what a gun do and I
boss nigga That drops niggaz With the chrome Moss nigga You lost nigga See T.I.P. don't like the game Ya get outta line and T.I.P. gon' like they aim [
hes a team, and seem ive accomplished dat, bought a charm, went in a vice I took it back, when I return i want all my diamonds phat, I cant get off track
like you're reachin and I'm leavin you flat Warnings I'm givin you, but you never did listen So I'm spittin Smith & Wessons 'til they out of ammunition I
of it, I aint givin a fuck about jealous shit, And I dont smoke weed for the smell of it, Just before I kill, I inhale the shit, You cant trail me bitch I
know what I'm about I'm ridin' high, nigga, I'm ridin' high So don't get in if you ain't about it spendin' it big 'Cause I'm clearin' the block, oh,