T.I. - Tha King lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

And in case you gorgot, I'm the kinggggggg

Yea, Yea,.....Aye, Aye, Aye,..Aye Who I'm is nigga (I'm the kinggggg)

T.I.P., Atlanta's own king of the south shawty (I'm the kinggggg)

Yea, Yea, Yeahhhh..Better keep my name out ya mouth shawty (I'm the kinggg)

Yeah, PSC nigga, Aye, Aye

[T.I]

All hail Atlanta's own, owner of Atlanta's throne

If ya aint want no trouble leave, shit, shoulda left the man alone

This the scene shown and evident Atlantas known

The kings been the one representing all of Atlantas zones

Back when niggas been representing Atlanta wrong

Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta on

The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on

Past, present to Texas to Alambama strong

Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes,

From the Carolinas, Virginia, to David Banner's home

I'm well connected haters, best to mind ya manners homes

I got a nickel-plated 38, but hey the hammer chrome

And it shine like ya should set the phatom on

In it see me riding, getting blown like a saxphone

Hey shawty spitting shit it takes to put a candle on

If I ain't on ya tube dude, you must got ya channel wrong

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I'm the king of the south, theres is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me sire, ya songs ok, but I'm on fire

24 inches on my rims and tires

I'm the king of the south, there is none flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me sire, thought you was on top

But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won't retire

[T.I]

I came, I saw, I conquered (ok) with no big names

No fame, no celebrity sponsors

Just the game and a flow that was bonkers

Nigga front if ya wanna, I dead niggas like the bitches from "Monster"

Now you been told, so don't say I ain't warn ya and don't

Let it alarm ya, when ya leaking, and the reapers upon ya

So don't see and I'm creepin upon ya, say that I ain't the king

But you just sour, you ain't think of it aren't ya

All the hating, is no time to respond, I miss tryin to conjure up

A way to get experience and launder, hey I thought ya record company

Con ya in to signing a deal shy of a mill cause they really ain't want ya

Moving yay, it's safe to say that they own ta ya

So it's time to move on to real estate, and get cake selling bigger stakes

I'm king of the south now, but theres fifty states

Cause I'ma spread out and I'll eliminate who in the way

I'm 24 today, give to I'm 28

I'll be ruler of all that I survey and not just in the state

See I bend just to win, but I ain't finna break

Most you niggas fake, and I'll say it in ya face

(chorus)