T.I.
Like That
I think I know what they like
A want that
They want at
They like that
I think I know what they like
Hey won't at
They on at, they on at, yeah yeah
[Hook]
They want that young nigga dumb
Who you with where your from shit
That gang bangin rag hangin
What you claiming crunk shit, hey
They like that, (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
They want it super gutter ignorant
That new ghetto beligerante
Authentic grips flipping dope boy trap nigga shit (hey)
Yeah they like that (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
Yeah they want that
They want dynamic grippin chickin flippin pistol grippin role out
Letras de cancionesMusic do the shit so good cuz that's the shit I know bout
Money over everybody trapping when it cold that
Gimmie mine grind ey go shine till Im sold out
Keep some K and some yey no hesitation I spray whoever in a nigga way
Hoes that the hays..a nigga play
Gangbangers and shades and projects where a nigga stays,
Ey my babymama sexin in they aprartment yeahhh everybody knows me bitch im hot,if you want it, oh I got it
You can fuck wit me or not
Still ridin 24's pocket full of chedder or not
You can trappin I'll ill be ight soon as I handle my behind
I'm tryin to dodge the FBI who knew one day I'd be T.I.
Chevy sittin real high, same clothes still fly
Thats that shit them young niggas out there wanna hear 'bout
[Hook]
They want that young nigga dumb
Who you with where your from shit
That gang bangin rag hangin
What you claiming crunk shit, hey
They like that, (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
They want it super gutter ignorant
That new ghetto beligerante
Authentic grips flipping dope boy trap nigga shit (hey)
Yeah they like that (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
Yeah they want that
Gangsta walking see me approach wit causion louis belt around my waist line pistol hangin off it, fuck them nigga's who be talkin they can get it if they want it, still hang around the corner slang crack and marijuana I'm still the man in my trap, dissapear from them feds the ran in my trap.
Took a half key, hundred grand and my strap only thing I got now... in my lair.
Better double tripping and whipping be get into sellin
Get rich and get out the game fuck snitches and get to countin, magician with the..
I'm already a fellin ain't.. and the dro and they already can smell it
Wee hours of the mornin Im a hustle till its all gone
Nigga better recognize my grind
Bankroll over all nevermind my shine
If you bang it let me see your gang sign one time
Even though I spent my whole life in that shit
They still ride wit me 'cause they like that shit
Yeah they like that (hey) they own that (hey)
They like that, (hey) yeah they want that
I used to live it I ain't written that shit
Like I'm ridin that shit, why they like that shit
Yeah they like that (hey) they own that (hey)
They like that, (hey) yeah they want that
[Hook]
They want that young nigga dumb
Who you with where your from shit
That gang bangin rag hangin
What you claiming crunk shit, hey
They like that, (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
They want it super gutter ignorant
That new ghetto beligerante
Authentic grips flipping dope boy trap nigga shit (hey)
Yeah they like that (hey)
They own that (hey)
They like that, (hey)
Yeah they want that
Trouble man in this mutha fucka partna, Dope boy stand up trap niggas whats haapnin
Yeahhhh Bankhead zone, A towns very best nigguh yeahh, its the king bitch! OK?, hustle gang nigguh, G.D.O.D Get dough or die nigguh you don't like it nigguh beat me in a bankroll nigguh yeahh, rubber bands on these muthafuckas BLOAUU Nigguh what you gon do about me
Yeah
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