T.I. - Warrior's Theme lyrics

rate me

You know the streets been fiendin for anotha on of them jackin fa beats ya know

So dig mane go on and crank this shit up this year. Lets do it

[verse]

Aye!

Keep my name out ya mouth I done said it before

Cause all them games I ain't bout, tell whoeva you know

Before I pull this thang out, aim it dead at ya throat

Or bring the rifle out the house and put ya head in the scope

Pimpin trained for the drama shawty ready to go

See me hangin out the Hummer spittin 70 mo'

You was talkin bout the drought, I was peddlin snow

And I doubt you get some blow fa cheap as I'm sellin it fo'

Aye I'm a G, what I'm worried bout a felony fo'

When I get free bet I be ballin hard as eva before

Got some Chevy's but a Benz what I'm usually in

And niggaz hatin on the crew I put a few in the wind

Keep it pimpin till the end while you chose to pretend

Shot a video in the pen and I'll do it again

Made news nation wide from 11 to 10

Headline CNN Peter Jennings and friends nigga

I'm so cool been doin this since the old school

You turned into a gangsta when ya vocals hit the Pro Tools

Haha Looka here man..

So don't get it confused you don't know that dude

I'm hard core no gold teeth no tattoos

If you don't want no beef nigga don't act rude

I got a 4-4 fo' yo attitude

We can... Talk or shoot it out whateva you chose

Have me back in the county blues on the TV news

Only... two rules when you walk in my shoes

1 take no shit number 2 don't lose

Im throwed off plum fool nigga loosen my screws

I'ma pass my partner the tool leave you wet as a pool

Lames get it misconstrued Gs you don't fool

I know... bustin a grape is somethin you don't do

Supa cool nothin to prove I been bustin the Reugers

and givin you bustaz the blues since you was suckaz in school

Hey this a situation you gon wish you neva persued

You wanna push me, pussy nigga do what you do

You think trappin just in my flows nigga oh contrare

Been sellin blow since I was 12 years old my dear

Bustin Calicos just to let 'em know I'm hear

Choppaz in the trunk of every auto I steer

While you was in the classroom tryin to pick a career

I was sellin glass countin cash drankin a beer

I agree this rap beef shit is so last year

But ask if I'll tear a new hole in yo ass. Yeah

Fa flexin and disrespectin I don't play about dat

But no mo questions I got shit else to say about dat

But my sentence'll be finished any day and I'm back nigga

Laughin at ya sucka ass Hollywood rap niggaz

Fakin and they love it but this ain't fa the public

So in interviews I choose to stay away from the subject

I just prove that I'm the truth if you don't like it then fuck it

We can keep it between me and you and this pistol I'm bustin

Yeeah!

Pussy niggaz ain't fuckin wit me

Cause pistol play in broad day that shit ain't nothin to me

You need to pinch yaself nigga cause you livin a dream

And I'm one of the realest niggaz that this industry seen

Think of me as John Gotti wit a Phd

Or either Martin Luther King wit a G.A.T

I'm ridin clean, paint gleamin blowin T.H.C

And for that reason hataz wanna alieviate me

But I forgive 'em cause I know it ain't the he hate me

He just hate the situation hate that he ain't me

OGs say alot of them in me they see

Cause I'm a scholar no diploma no GED

Now TIP ain't sweet just so y'all know

Had to tone it down for ya cause I know y'all slow

Niggaz tongue wrestle plenty yeah but they all show

Spread gossip like hoes bout what they don't know

Got mo lies to tell than a nigga in jail

All my niggaz in the streets I know remember me well

From how I use to take a key and put the wieght on the scale

Now I'm seein how many mill's one record can sell nigga

You was on the low discussin a G

When urban legend drop we'll see what the discussion'll be