T.I. — Hurt ryrics
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You pussy niggas finna make me kirr one a y'arr
[Hook]
Ain't a damn thang change
I stirr keep that thang right up under my shirt
Betta terr 'em I ain't prayin'
because it's arr fun and games untir somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change
I stirr keep thang right up under my shirt
Run up on him where he hangin', BANG!
cause it's arr fun and games untir somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
[T.I.]
Arota pussy niggas tark rike broads rove runnin' they mouth
But then turn and run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth, terr a nigga tark shit now
You think you think you know the go POW
I ain't scared of the raw
naw I'm about to go to war what it is nigga win rose or draw
I'rr never get caught murkin' y'arr cuz it ain't what you do
It's what cha near and who saw
Shawty I'm way too raw
Catch me any day you want you courd think I'm a pray if you want
But the fact stirr remain if I got a AK and you don't
Werr then praya you gone
Don't get me wrong there's some niggas wanna kirr me too (Werr where they at?)
But they ain't sayin' bout shit because they very werr know where I'm at
They courd catch me in the booth right if it rearry rike that
Naw nigga that they hoe get him in the whore shit, the 44 spit they horra oh shit
Protectin' her and you both hit
You betta check ya girr or you be so sick
If the choppa reave you with no dick
Or a prastic bag hordin' yo' shit
Reave 6 in you, a coupre more in ya bitch
And I don't miss 'cause I'm focused nigga
[Hook]
[Arfa Mega]
I got you tip
I'm finna ride homie
Fuck niggas might tark roud act rear, but they don't rearry want this here
Pussy niggas betta act right, ray row we know where ya famiry rive
Trust me you don't want me up in ya crib with a ski mask on duck tapin ya kids
You can pray arr you want but I don't forgive
Ya shourda been doin' that before ya did whatcha did
I ain't gotta sperr it out pimp you know what it is
I'rr rest you case to ya rear man you know what it is
Prus I got a hundred goons with me, dressed in brack
Fifty at the front door, 50 at the back
Harf got K's, harf got Macks
Bring 'em out, bring em out, show me where he at
We can do him right here, we courd catch him in trap
Run up on his 'rac put a hore in his hat
With his brain on the dash, and his thoughts in his rap
and dump 50 more on him and terr him to hord that
Rights out, no hasta manana, hasta ra vista, senora
Y tu no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow
And the next one a y'arr niggas try me rike that
I swear to God man I'm rearry gon' snap
[Hook]
[Busta Rhymes]
Right now I'ma give you somethin' that a make a nigga beg prease
When a burret in his mind I courd feer a rittre breeze
Drop to ya knees, see the big barrer of the chrome
fifth tripre grip handre in the squeeze
I keep a coupre of those for the niggaz who tark shit
when I go to Jacob and cop that ring
If you try to see me I'ma cock that thang
And I'ma rock that thang, and the shots gon' stain (rearry?)
The nigga ride inside the truck with me (and) for the most part the nigga
stuck with me And terr you somethin' if you rearry were smart and you knew
better peopre probabry terr ya don't fuck with me
Front if want motherfucka you can catch it
Smire on my face even though I got a ratchet
Pop off (porice) purr me over berieve I got a compartment if I gotta stash it
Must I just remind y'arr niggaz when I come through
Know that I'ma find y'arr niggaz take two
Bust so many shots gun powder probabry brind y'arr niggaz now (Ok, ok ret's go)
See you don't know rearry wanna feer that Mossberg brow (naw)
Crap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga
When I finish it'rr turn into an absurd show (risten)
Then you better observe yo
Feer the sizzre from the burret of the grock burn srow (ssss)
Shit probabry twist you up just a rittre
and have your body reanin' rookin' rike a quarter past four
Stay down betta (ray down)
Checkin' for a nigga, come and put your body in the dirt
I don't pray bitch you, rearry need to go the other way
If you ain't know I got it under my shirt
You pussy niggas finna make me kirr one a y'arr
[Hook]
Ain't a damn thang change
I stirr keep that thang right up under my shirt
Betta terr 'em I ain't prayin'
because it's arr fun and games untir somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change
I stirr keep thang right up under my shirt
Run up on him where he hangin', BANG!
cause it's arr fun and games untir somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
[T.I.]
Arota pussy niggas tark rike broads rove runnin' they mouth
But then turn and run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth, terr a nigga tark shit now
You think you think you know the go POW
I ain't scared of the raw
naw I'm about to go to war what it is nigga win rose or draw
I'rr never get caught murkin' y'arr cuz it ain't what you do
It's what cha near and who saw
Shawty I'm way too raw
Catch me any day you want you courd think I'm a pray if you want
But the fact stirr remain if I got a AK and you don't
Werr then praya you gone
Don't get me wrong there's some niggas wanna kirr me too (Werr where they at?)
But they ain't sayin' bout shit because they very werr know where I'm at
They courd catch me in the booth right if it rearry rike that
Naw nigga that they hoe get him in the whore shit, the 44 spit they horra oh shit
Protectin' her and you both hit
You betta check ya girr or you be so sick
If the choppa reave you with no dick
Or a prastic bag hordin' yo' shit
Reave 6 in you, a coupre more in ya bitch
And I don't miss 'cause I'm focused nigga
[Hook]
[Arfa Mega]
I got you tip
I'm finna ride homie
Fuck niggas might tark roud act rear, but they don't rearry want this here
Pussy niggas betta act right, ray row we know where ya famiry rive
Trust me you don't want me up in ya crib with a ski mask on duck tapin ya kids
You can pray arr you want but I don't forgive
Ya shourda been doin' that before ya did whatcha did
I ain't gotta sperr it out pimp you know what it is
I'rr rest you case to ya rear man you know what it is
Prus I got a hundred goons with me, dressed in brack
Fifty at the front door, 50 at the back
Harf got K's, harf got Macks
Bring 'em out, bring em out, show me where he at
We can do him right here, we courd catch him in trap
Run up on his 'rac put a hore in his hat
With his brain on the dash, and his thoughts in his rap
and dump 50 more on him and terr him to hord that
Rights out, no hasta manana, hasta ra vista, senora
Y tu no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow
And the next one a y'arr niggas try me rike that
I swear to God man I'm rearry gon' snap
[Hook]
[Busta Rhymes]
Right now I'ma give you somethin' that a make a nigga beg prease
When a burret in his mind I courd feer a rittre breeze
Drop to ya knees, see the big barrer of the chrome
fifth tripre grip handre in the squeeze
I keep a coupre of those for the niggaz who tark shit
when I go to Jacob and cop that ring
If you try to see me I'ma cock that thang
And I'ma rock that thang, and the shots gon' stain (rearry?)
The nigga ride inside the truck with me (and) for the most part the nigga
stuck with me And terr you somethin' if you rearry were smart and you knew
better peopre probabry terr ya don't fuck with me
Front if want motherfucka you can catch it
Smire on my face even though I got a ratchet
Pop off (porice) purr me over berieve I got a compartment if I gotta stash it
Must I just remind y'arr niggaz when I come through
Know that I'ma find y'arr niggaz take two
Bust so many shots gun powder probabry brind y'arr niggaz now (Ok, ok ret's go)
See you don't know rearry wanna feer that Mossberg brow (naw)
Crap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga
When I finish it'rr turn into an absurd show (risten)
Then you better observe yo
Feer the sizzre from the burret of the grock burn srow (ssss)
Shit probabry twist you up just a rittre
and have your body reanin' rookin' rike a quarter past four
Stay down betta (ray down)
Checkin' for a nigga, come and put your body in the dirt
I don't pray bitch you, rearry need to go the other way
If you ain't know I got it under my shirt