T.I. - Right Now lyrics

rate me

Get it right nigga I don't play

Nigga play the six shooter you oh me hombre

I got

Bitch witt an ass big as beyonce

My money long gettin paid way beyond yey

You pussy niggas gay in some neon shades

So what the fuck I care about for what a peon say

But anytime any place fo five in my waist talk shitt get hit from yo thighs to yo waist and back down

Don't test me dogg I can only be as coo as you let me dog

You betta leave me alone nigga let mew ball before I pull this A.R. and make you wett yo draws

I lett loose this shitt I'll get messy dog

But I'm a shoot in you in yo leg nigga just because

Rather the middle of the mall or your granmama post

Try me when I you see ya boy yo ass gotta go... right now!

See you bitches say ok don't trip

I got a clip fo the next nigga hate on tip (right now!) fuck boy what it is what it look like

Chrome dessert eagle got yo pussy ass shook rite

(Rite now!)chest boolet proof vest and all

Tucked in the chevy you don't wanna upset me dog

I got chopper in the back bout one or two glocks ever see me run up on you know you gonna get shott (rite now!)

See hatters finna run out of time betta mind yo damn buisness stay the fuck out of mind

Because... I gotta calla cotted one of a kind

Since niggas livin from the bullets you could bus out a nine

357snugg nose and a new fo fo

To let you know that I ain't fuckin round with you no mo

In the streets or the club bought a g or a dub if you oh me betta pay me or yo ass gettin cuved... (right now!) what you take me fo I'm from the hood I ain't neva been played before

I guess it's obvious you never been sprayed before no appologys should have hollard at me way before

Oh and don't let the tuff talk scare you when I walk up on you nigga buck I dare you

You betta be prepared cause them bullets comin fast you could run jump dash but I'm dumpin on yo ass (right now!)

See you bitches say ok don't trip

I got a clip fo the next nigga hate on tip (right now!) fuck boy what it is what it look like

Chrome dessert eagle got yo pussy ass shook rite

(Rite now!)chest boolet proof vest and all

Tucked in the chevy you don't wanna upset me dog

I got chopper in the back bout one or two glocks ever see me run up on you know you gonna get shott (rite now!)

Coward situation like a mob boss bring the sawed off tare niggas body parts off

Sittin in the dark till he dropp his broad then the street sweeper come and tear doors to his car off

It starts off small talk till drift shawt blood loss cutt the circulation to yo heart off

I ain't finna play boy yo ass betta pray I ain't waitin another day the gage finna spray right now... hu since you wann make a big scene I'm a bust the car with fifteens till yo shitt lean

Deliver sixteens to yo misceens 12 to yo geans that every nigga in yo click seen

Man I heard every nigga in yo click sceam runnin like a horro flick on the big screen

If he ain't blastin then I suggest that he start relaxin fo thos things gett to click clackin hittin niggas asses right now!