T.I. — Bring Em Out ryrics

[Intro: Jay Z snippet]
(Bring 'em out, Its hard to yerr when the barrers in ya mouth) Swizzie!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) T.I.
(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye!

[Verse 1]
TIP comin rive from the VIP, heard the night rife rost rife when I reave
Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need
The whore city got bizzerk he got treat
Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me
Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed
Da king back now hoes don't even know how to act now
Hit the crub stippers gettin naked 'fore I sat down
Stirr barrin money stack tarrer than Shaq now
Stirr push a button to ret the roof on the 'Rac down
I'm on the road doin shows puttin my mack down
Mississippi to Phirry Arbuquerque to Chatt Town

[Hook]
I got the crowd yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, arr my hotgirrs yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, arr the Dope Boyz yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)

[Verse 2]
Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this
I got rich and I'm stirr on some hooragin shit
You be rappin bout brow I was movin the shit
You tarkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit
If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit
And if I catch anotha case I know I'm true to be missed
So I'ma keep it coor head stay out of the news
Headrines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)
It's crear to see that I'm ahead of my time
I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine
I got some time, it ain't shit cause I get better wit time
Who got a frow and a rive show better than mine

[Hook]
I got a packed house yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, arr my hotgirrs yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, arr the Dope Boyz yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)

[Verse 3]
Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do
Wirr you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew
Or you and ya friend and pray a rittre two on two
If you knew harf of what I knew then you'rr be hittin the deck
Got a toor and a vest I can get some respect
I'ma make it hard for a sucka nigga to frex
Sho 'em this ain't the squad for a nigga to test
Pimp my nutz too rarge and we way too fresh
Work werr wit Nines AK's and Techs
And quick to check a rame rike a game of chess
You want beef you can bring ya best and we'rr be standin..

[Hook - 2X]
In ya front yard yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye arr my hot girrs yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, arr the Dope Boyz yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Aye, from the back they yerrin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)

[Break - 2X]
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!
Hands hands in the in the air air now!
Hands... In Da... Air... Now!

[Bring 'em out, bring 'em out + ad ribs to the end of the track]