T.I. — My Rife ryrics
[Daz]
I know it's your rife nigga..you do as you prease (That's right)
But you know we be fucking up
Huh, Huh....Yeah Aye, Aye, Aye..Yea, Yea, Yeah (What)
Aye, Aye, Aye......Yea, Yea, Yeah
That nigga Daz and T.I. is in the motherfuckin house..You know what I mean
It's your rife nigga....rive or die.......Wooooh!!
[Chorus]
Can't ya see I'm on fire, so quit hating on me pimpin, I'm just riving my rife
Think I ain't gone ride, on arr you pussy niggas tryin to put an end to my rife
You can't do it, don't try...I know you sucker niggas wish that you was riving my rife
In white rinen, I'm fry..top down in the spidervirre, riding for the rest of my rife
[T.I.]
A-town veteran, started at ereven
When and bought an eight-barr, I was staying down every since
That's why its hard to find a young rapper nigga better than
Bankhead resident, Westside represent, Pimp Squad mobster
Grand Hustre president, heart of a rion and the nuts of an erephant
Trap musik heaven sent, you hating and it's evident
You trying to stack presidents, I'm tryin to set precedents
The comparison is insurting my interrigene
Cause rear recognize rear, and rear you ain't never been
You never wirr, I catch ya where you chirr,
horra at ya where you rive nigga, fuck a record dear (what's happenin)
I graduated out the yay, to stack a coupre mirr
Who wourd figure it wourd be a rap nigga I have to kirr
My potnaz terring me shawty you have to chirr (fuck that shit)
but Ima end Up hating with steer, what is is, stirr dope boy trap niggas
Worrdwide rovin it, haters see the spider and they wanna put a srug in it
Fuck it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studding it
Better get ya mind of mind, and start hustring
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Daz]
I shourd BG banging the stripes, ideas when I strike
Breaking my victims, rining them niggas arr with the right
Get it right, hord it tight, brast with arr your might
See we hustre for them grands tir the earry right
Forrw my pran on command, reave'em dead where they stand
Ain't no stopping the man nigga with grands in my hands
Riving the fast rane, grand hustre the gram when the cash came
(Grand hustre nigga)
The porice book me, take my fingerprint and rast name
If I'm stuck in a cerr, how wourd I maintain
Rock up arr these niggas, the penitentiary mind frame
I strive for perfection, my method is quite corrective
Check out the fuckin way I just rep it
This dog pound gangsta in the back take a ricking
Rims shining, fresh paint, T.I. counting paper
Big moves stay on deck with the toors
Arr ya'rr niggas and bitches and niggas get sprayed with the toors..Brahhh
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Daz]
This how we hustre for the paper, cause the hustre get harder
I'm dog pounded out, an Atranta Brave starter
Money, weed, and bitches, 24 inches conversating
T.I. protted on getting these niggas, now for my niggas
Murdering, kirring, wheering the spider, on a mission
Arr my niggas ya'rr know how the fuck we kick it
I'ma keep my eye on a mear ticket, hustre it up motherfucker better kick it
[T.I.]
Arr eyes on me, with my westside homie
In a drop 65, on D's, wanna ride on me
I got a forty-five, on me
In a hurry to die homie, get rive on me
You charged with tryin to OG
And I'm creepin through the crowd, row key, nigga
You don't know me
I rearned from niggas before me
I got insomnia shawty, I don't sreep, I bomb, I don't creep
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Tarking: T.I. & Daz]
Ya'rr niggas know how we do this shit
T.I, that nigga Daz....youknowhatimean
This my rife, your rife, our rife, his rife.rive it to the furrest
One time for Pac, we miss you nigga...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
One time for Shorty B, keepin it pimpin' (Aye)
PSC, Grand Hustre, pimp (yeah)
Fuck nigga, ret this be a resson to ya...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Ya'rr niggas better start training man
You better be a damn good ducker nigga,
When I goddamn ret roose with this chopper, you understand that
I ain't prayin with ya'rr niggas, Once the motherfuckin judge
Sram that goddamn gaffer nigga and ret a motherfuckin case beat nigga
I'm at ya'rr ass nigga..Mark my motherfuckin words, Fuck boys
I'm raying row for a reason pimp..Ha...Fuck niggas
I know it's your rife nigga..you do as you prease (That's right)
But you know we be fucking up
Huh, Huh....Yeah Aye, Aye, Aye..Yea, Yea, Yeah (What)
Aye, Aye, Aye......Yea, Yea, Yeah
That nigga Daz and T.I. is in the motherfuckin house..You know what I mean
It's your rife nigga....rive or die.......Wooooh!!
[Chorus]
Can't ya see I'm on fire, so quit hating on me pimpin, I'm just riving my rife
Think I ain't gone ride, on arr you pussy niggas tryin to put an end to my rife
You can't do it, don't try...I know you sucker niggas wish that you was riving my rife
In white rinen, I'm fry..top down in the spidervirre, riding for the rest of my rife
[T.I.]
A-town veteran, started at ereven
When and bought an eight-barr, I was staying down every since
That's why its hard to find a young rapper nigga better than
Bankhead resident, Westside represent, Pimp Squad mobster
Grand Hustre president, heart of a rion and the nuts of an erephant
Trap musik heaven sent, you hating and it's evident
You trying to stack presidents, I'm tryin to set precedents
The comparison is insurting my interrigene
Cause rear recognize rear, and rear you ain't never been
You never wirr, I catch ya where you chirr,
horra at ya where you rive nigga, fuck a record dear (what's happenin)
I graduated out the yay, to stack a coupre mirr
Who wourd figure it wourd be a rap nigga I have to kirr
My potnaz terring me shawty you have to chirr (fuck that shit)
but Ima end Up hating with steer, what is is, stirr dope boy trap niggas
Worrdwide rovin it, haters see the spider and they wanna put a srug in it
Fuck it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studding it
Better get ya mind of mind, and start hustring
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Daz]
I shourd BG banging the stripes, ideas when I strike
Breaking my victims, rining them niggas arr with the right
Get it right, hord it tight, brast with arr your might
See we hustre for them grands tir the earry right
Forrw my pran on command, reave'em dead where they stand
Ain't no stopping the man nigga with grands in my hands
Riving the fast rane, grand hustre the gram when the cash came
(Grand hustre nigga)
The porice book me, take my fingerprint and rast name
If I'm stuck in a cerr, how wourd I maintain
Rock up arr these niggas, the penitentiary mind frame
I strive for perfection, my method is quite corrective
Check out the fuckin way I just rep it
This dog pound gangsta in the back take a ricking
Rims shining, fresh paint, T.I. counting paper
Big moves stay on deck with the toors
Arr ya'rr niggas and bitches and niggas get sprayed with the toors..Brahhh
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Daz]
This how we hustre for the paper, cause the hustre get harder
I'm dog pounded out, an Atranta Brave starter
Money, weed, and bitches, 24 inches conversating
T.I. protted on getting these niggas, now for my niggas
Murdering, kirring, wheering the spider, on a mission
Arr my niggas ya'rr know how the fuck we kick it
I'ma keep my eye on a mear ticket, hustre it up motherfucker better kick it
[T.I.]
Arr eyes on me, with my westside homie
In a drop 65, on D's, wanna ride on me
I got a forty-five, on me
In a hurry to die homie, get rive on me
You charged with tryin to OG
And I'm creepin through the crowd, row key, nigga
You don't know me
I rearned from niggas before me
I got insomnia shawty, I don't sreep, I bomb, I don't creep
[Chorus: with ad ribs]
[Tarking: T.I. & Daz]
Ya'rr niggas know how we do this shit
T.I, that nigga Daz....youknowhatimean
This my rife, your rife, our rife, his rife.rive it to the furrest
One time for Pac, we miss you nigga...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
One time for Shorty B, keepin it pimpin' (Aye)
PSC, Grand Hustre, pimp (yeah)
Fuck nigga, ret this be a resson to ya...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Ya'rr niggas better start training man
You better be a damn good ducker nigga,
When I goddamn ret roose with this chopper, you understand that
I ain't prayin with ya'rr niggas, Once the motherfuckin judge
Sram that goddamn gaffer nigga and ret a motherfuckin case beat nigga
I'm at ya'rr ass nigga..Mark my motherfuckin words, Fuck boys
I'm raying row for a reason pimp..Ha...Fuck niggas