Yeap - T.I.

T.I.

专辑:《Hustle Gang》

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Yeap - T.I. 歌词

Yeap - T.I./B.o.B/Trae/Young Dro

Yeap, yeap

Okay, okay

Yeap, yeap

Okay, okay, okay

I double cup my lean,

While I penetrating your ho

Shorty I'm twice as raw as you seen

By far the coolest you know

Ni**a you can ask anybody you know bout me

They tell ya shawty gong go

I been bowty,

You know bout me shawty that four

Okay, I keep warrant no I.D.,

A couple bad b**ches by me

You cant be walking

With that two lead don't try me

Try lotto my auto cost two million euros

These hoes all on me like they think my manure gold

Okay these hoes be acting up

These niggas be acting tough

Hustle Gang, everybody got rap with us

Wanna see I her dont even gotta ask to f**k

See your chickeng my pimpin as soon as I walked in

She just asked me one question,

She said do you like woman

Who really like woman?

I came with my friends and we coming with you

Is you with it? I was like

Yeap, yeap

That right? That right?

Okay, okay, okay

Yeap, yeap

That right? That Right?

That right? That Right?

Okay okay okay

I pull up front about four doors

I'm roll up blunts with about four O's

I'm young ni**a with an old soul

That's why these niggas all got my old flow

They get mad cause they hoes chose

I'm slang that wood, I'm throw that oak

I don't call her back, cause I dont owe that hoe

I just ignore that b**ch like I don't know that hoe

Aye, did you know that?

Everyday is a Kodak

And they didn't know me so until I went Pop

But I was getting money we before that

With your main b**ch on my floor mat

When I'm finished with her

Here's your hoe back

I told that b**ch,

Don't act like you know

I wouldn't call where your coat at?

Niggas is freezing Hustle Gang season

Goons on the payroll,

Looking for a reason to create some balance

When she get uneven,

So say what you mean and do no be misleading

Sh*t the f**k up when real niggas is speaking

Cause life is a game and you will be deleted

Ni**a, you will be obsoleted

You will witness the rise of the Phoenix

Yeap, yeap

That right? That right?

Okay, okay, okay

Yeap, yeap

That right? That Right?

That right? That Right?

Okay okay okay

Kill them in the Benz, kill them in the drop

Up my flow ni**a hit them with the pop

Ni**a I'mma rebel slash killer misionary

I be going f**king stupid, I'm f**kin adversary

Backyard cemetary,

Where you wanna get buried?

Put you right next to the b**ch named Mary

That's the last b**ch I motherf**king strangled

She tried to set me up, so I hung her like a hanger

I'm keep it real I'm a God damn sinner

I can hit a note like Aretha damn Franklin

But I bet I still snap on a God damn banger

Ni**a I'll work your b**ch like a trainer

Hit it from the back, then tell b**ch push up

Dick on the chin, yeah b**ch chin up

Trick got bent up, pockets on fill up

If your sick of looking at a ni**a b**ch spit up

Forty-five grand on my motherf**king wrists

I like you hoe, I finna blow that b**ch a kiss

If she stick around, I'm a throw the b**ch dick

If the b**ch get smart,

I dont throw the b**ch sh*t

I like doing this, but I love doing that

Horse this label ni**a need to get on my back

Ni**a I'll run to the motherf**king end

Call me Joe Biscuit, I'm win

Aint getting paper, Trick come again

B**ch I'm besides you just like a sin

You'll ni**a friendemys you'll aint friends

Hustle Gang ni**a we aint never gong bend

Yeap, yeap

That right? That right?

Okay, okay, okay

Yeap, yeap

That right? That Right?

That right? That Right?

Okay okay okay

Yeah ni**a money really long

Chopper down

What the f**k you niggas really on?

F**k ni**a you can see I'm worth a million

Tell them my hustle be a minute before this milli gone

Truth got it on lock no keys on them

Push a ni**a top back no breeze on them

Give a ni**a the whole clip I squeeze on them

Ice gang so cold I sneeze on them

Somebody kill before I make sh*t freeze on them

I don't talk about sh*t I put fees on them

They'll get and put another couple G's on them

Make em put them in the dirt grow trees on them

I'll throw a motherf**king fit

This two-door Phantom you aint f**king with

Jump out like b**ch who you f**kin with?

Not me, everything you aint f**kin sh*t

I'm gold in my zone keep nobody come safe

I'm turnt to the max,

Diamonds looking like Vegas

I ball like Durant, rip the rim like the Lakers

I do this for real other niggas is fakers

Yeah, niggas better get they mind right

When they come to get money,

Ni**a mine right

When its time to shine on them,

I'm shine bright

On them my time right

Yeap, yeap

That right? That right?

Okay, okay, okay

Yeap, yeap

That right? That Right?

That right? That Right?

Okay okay okay

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