T.I.
–
I'm Back (Prod. By The TrackSlayerz) 2010/8/03
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- 03:42
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- 8,51 МБ
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- 320 kbit/sec
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Текст песни "T.I. — I'm Back (Prod. By The TrackSlayerz) 2010/8/03"
Chorus
I never let you down I’ma shine on site
Keep your mind on your grind and off mine alright
Hards as them balls on squares I float (?)
Quarter million dollar cars everywhere I go
I know in the lead it may see it might be
But no matter what they doing they don’t do it like me
Like a G I hold it down for the town I’m at
And I flash like that
Recognise I’M BACK!
Strike a match catch a fire
Verse 1
Any moment I decide thats enough of all your lies
Boy your boys just died
Step inside super fly to the shoes in they coupe
Then exit out with all the b-tches like we always do
My desire to retire growing every new coupe
(?) just dont we ride like my n-gga you too
Tight jeans, funny hair, cuz dancing on the screen
It’s about the real n-ggas in the game so it seems
Just pretending holla pimpin get a sh-t a black eye eye
Next he say he trapping in my head I’m like why
Be yourself, you aint gotta pimp on in your body
I can tell ya aint never bought a key or caught a body
N-gga private jet seeing Wayne Gucci Mane, me and Boosie all go to prison
I ain’t flippin hoe average n-gga tripping
Listen, do for you that aint in the cars
Like the powers and the guns
But afterall its in your heart
Nowadays I don’t know wassup with n-ggas in the A
Guess he think he in the game but he really in the way
Violating, I was having conversations in the joint
But guess who done it and I promised I would put you on point
I’m disappointed in you dog you aint hold it down at all
But I aint going in your jaw just gon show ya how to ball
Standing tall through the storm only (?) in the dorms
Cats in prison who expecting me to represent for em
Chorus
Catch a fire see T.I add gas
Whats a molotov cocktail to never break a glass
Scary ass n-gga wanna come for me you better bring it
I ain’t mad I forgive em, God I know they aint mean it
Yeah I seen it all before, hater pop it and they aint
Rack they brain try to think how to stop it and they can’t
Hate that lane but then that hatred manifest to pure malice
I’m no longer being callous so I’m gon let you n-ggas have it
Won’t be satifsied till somebody dies and Im patient
Waiting on me and the reaper on a first name basis now
I’mma let you make it now, stay totally out the way for you
But know that we can take it any place we could take it too
Hating on your (?) yes it’s too late for you.
All I could do is pray for you or organise a wake for you
Your choice, clearly I aint hearing your voice
Keep it up and I’m gon send your ass to (?)
Hey, you can the bottom partner Im gon bring the sky box
I got sh-t locked down n-gga why stop now
Im so above you hover over suckers why drop down
I’m so profound its goes down and I never let you down…
