T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
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I'll Never Fall In Love Again Lyrics
What do you get when you fall in love? A guy with a pin to burst your bubble That's what you get for all your trouble I'll never fall in love again I'll never fall in love again What do you get when you kiss a guy You get enough germs to catch pneumonia After you do, he'll never phone ya I'll never fall in love again I'll never f
What do you get when you fall in love? A guy with a pin to burst your bubble That's what you get for all your trouble I'll never fall in love again I'll never fall in love again What do you get when you kiss a guy You get enough germs to catch pneumonia After you do, he'll never phone ya I'll never fall in love again I'll never f
[T.I.]
Haaaa...Mannie Fresh I got you nigga
I'm gonna show these niggaz what to do with one of your beats
I'm shuttin the whole block down
Here comes trouble homey
I'ma tell you how the king like to ride homeboy
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I like my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin 24's with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black
[Verse 1]
I'm the man in my city ain't nobody fuckin wit me
You can ask the real niggaz and all the bad bitches
I'm a known drug dealer I always have 50's
And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me
SS'S on 26's watchin some television
Shorty I'm nev
Fairweather Friend Lyrics
Lyrics And Music By Karl Alvarez Hey How You Been Nice To See You Again My Fairweather Friend It's To Cool To See A Face From Way Back When My Fariweather Friend When I'm Riding High Your Always By My Side When I'm Laidlow You Abandon Me How Do You Do What Can I Do For You My Fairweather Friend Better Use Me Up Now While I'm Sti
er slippin got the berretta in visionLyrics And Music By Karl Alvarez Hey How You Been Nice To See You Again My Fairweather Friend It's To Cool To See A Face From Way Back When My Fariweather Friend When I'm Riding High Your Always By My Side When I'm Laidlow You Abandon Me How Do You Do What Can I Do For You My Fairweather Friend Better Use Me Up Now While I'm Sti
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin
Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippin
Pimp stolen' the automobile and the roof for the tag missin
Polices' try to pursue me it's nothin but gas given
Addicted to fast livin, yes I'm one of my dads children
Think I'm bad now shoulda seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have children?
Hope he got some insurance cause I definitely have some endurance?
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri
Still my waint pet drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I got this Pimp Squad Click I know you hearda bout us
Young nig
Miserere Lyrics
Miserere, miserere, Miserere, misero me Pero' brindo alla vita! Ma che mistero, e'la mia vita Che mistero! Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila Un menzognero! Ma dove sono e cosa faccio Come vivo? Vivo nell'anima del mondo Perso nel vivere profondo! Miserere, misero me Pero' brindo alla vita! Io
gaz filthy rich and we ain't worried bout muchMiserere, miserere, Miserere, misero me Pero' brindo alla vita! Ma che mistero, e'la mia vita Che mistero! Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila Un menzognero! Ma dove sono e cosa faccio Come vivo? Vivo nell'anima del mondo Perso nel vivere profondo! Miserere, misero me Pero' brindo alla vita! Io
On this glock I clutch In God I trust
If a fuck nigga start bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car fucked up
What, ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts on this purp I blow
Move ten bricks daily tryin' to twerk five mo
Ya see the Cadillac swervin down Hollywood Road
On the flyest ?? in Cali fuckin Hollywood Ho's
On a pill and half with my partner Young Dro
Bumpin Goodie Mob Soul Food number fo
Other rappers' old dudes told dudes I'ma pro
With a loaded fo fo and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey) nigga don't you hit me less you buyin 6 or mo
My 24 blades glistenin and my 808 kickin
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Joy Of Labour Lyrics
Woke up dead, you know I woke up dead Give me time to get it through my head They hanged me by the neck, I heard the devil laugh I was a nervous wreck, I was the first in line Do you want to look right in the devil's face? You must have seen the ground where we upheld the Law I was a young man then, I was a young man then Spending time on the k
Chorus]Woke up dead, you know I woke up dead Give me time to get it through my head They hanged me by the neck, I heard the devil laugh I was a nervous wreck, I was the first in line Do you want to look right in the devil's face? You must have seen the ground where we upheld the Law I was a young man then, I was a young man then Spending time on the k
[Verse 3]
I wear the crown down under man somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin
I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya tryin to run up on me just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
Pistol way in the truck got my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't getn stuck you got life fucked up
A couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile I'm racin my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo everytime I get a car...
[Chorus]