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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Justin Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Gimel Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Just Blaze
Producer
Lyrics
No more hand claps, still
I'll take some hi-hats though
You ain't gotta turn the lights down
Guru's bass is about to knock 'em out the ceiling
Just Blaze!
Tip, you ready? (Aight, homeboy)
Here we go (Oh-oh)
I'm done playing with y'all fuck ****
I can't catch all of you but I can make an example out of a couple of you
Everybody know, real **** gon' relate to this shit right here, you understand that?
Grand Hustle, ****
Everybody who down with me already know they down with me, so I ain't worried about it
P$C, pimpin'
Anybody who know somebody who spit that shit behind they back (What the fuck you said, ****?)
But won't say the same thing when they get in they motherfuckin' face (Yeah, that's what the fuck I thought)
Tell them ****, I'm talkin' to you, ****
Do something about it
I'm talkin to you
Sucker **** you can stunt all you wanna stunt
I know you won't bust a gun, yeah punk I'm talkin' to you
Fuck **** you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake bitch I'm talkin' to you
You's a lame you a shame to the game
I say it you know what you name is, I'm talkin' to you
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do, fuck I'm talkin to you
Hey I'm the best you ever heard about, fresher than you heard about
Yeah I'm strapped now pussy **** this ain't just word of mouth
For **** with dirty mouths, I got a lotta clean pistols to wash 'em out
I'm really finna give your ass some hotter shit to talk about
The goons hit the room but now you askin' what's this all about
Fo' you know it ya noggins split you bottom teeth is fallin' out
Got a problem with partna I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for the chopper ain't shit I'm gettin' all of mine
Pop 'em drop 'em call the plan a wake he out forever more
I give it to you straight **** I don't need a metaphor
How many different ways is it to say I'm getting cheddar more
Than a **** twice as old, way mo' popular and even sellin' more
Man I could send you to my pops, maybe he could tell you better boy
Patient in the afterlife I'll waste you in the after life
Even after my life haters be after my life
Cuz Imma do in 06 what took 'em half of they life, man I'm talkin to you
Sucker **** you can stunt all you wanna stunt
I know you won't bust a gun, yeah punk I'm talkin' to you
Fuck **** you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake bitch I'm talkin' to you
You's a lame you a shame to the game
I say it you know what you name is, I'm talkin' to you
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do, fuck I'm talkin to you
I ain't talkin' to Jeezy cause that's my brother
Ain't talkin' to Face cause that's my father
Ain't talkin' to Bun cause that's my uncle
Ain't talkin' to Kast cause them my partnas
Ain't talkin' to Jigga cause that's my ****, the real President Carter
Gave me Diplomatic Immunity you and me, why bother
Man all I gotta do is go buy a **** a Charger
And he only come in to off you, he don't even wanna rob you
You done fucked up and started shit with some real shit starter
You done fought with a chopper, holla what it is patna
You better keep it proper you know what it is patna
This some lightwork ain't even gotta call godfather
Mobster, had the old phantom now the drop son
3rd the king of Cloverland, Slim Thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I could bought
For a 100K, a 100 carat Paul don't wanna talk bruh
**** wouldn't buck won't dare, you just talk tough
Don't try to run from me now
What you thought bruh, I'm talkin to you
Sucker **** you can stunt all you wanna stunt
I know you won't bust a gun, yeah punk I'm talkin' to you
Fuck **** you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake bitch I'm talkin' to you
You's a lame you a shame to the game
I say it you know what you name is, I'm talkin' to you
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do, fuck I'm talkin to you
I ain't talkin' to Buck cause he a real ****
Ain't talkin' to Pimp cause he a trill ****
Ain't talkin' to B.G. cause he like me, with old cases and will kill ****
I know you wanna be just like me since you got you new record deal ****
But I don't give a fuck if you like me, no second diss, you not trill ****
You in you video wearin' white T, that don't make you no dope dealer ****
But I ain't talkin' 'bout no Bankhead, Carver Homes, no Adamsville ****
You dealin' with a lil' gorilla ****, 10 million later I'm still the ****
Killer Mike, YoungBloodZ , David Banner
Bone Crusher they remember when y'all ain't feel a ****
Had it out with Chris he still my ****
Sat down, civilized, talk about it like ****
So I ain't never been served, get your facts right ****
For this 40 cal make your ass act right ****
Coming against the king, get your stats right ****
Wanna talk about ****, wanna be a hot ****
Gonna be a shot ****, yeah I say'd it what **** buck ****
Like Lil Jon I don't give a fuck
I give a God damn if I never sell another milla
I take my ass right back to Cedar Hill and build up
Compound come down everyday sell yay
Just like the old days stack another mill up
**** ain't ready for the dust that we kick up
Go talk shit forget they get hit up
You better be bout that shit you kick
Like Dipset bitch you tryin' to get with us
I don't politics, don't even speak see I don't kiss up
Gotta be Styles or Sheek to Jadakiss us
Diss us, that's goin piss us off
See you lucky they ain't there to pick ****
If you don't hang in the air by the name of Swizz Beatz
Told Mannie Fresh he the Skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze taking basically I'm talkin to you
Sucker **** you can stunt all you wanna stunt
I know you won't bust a gun, yeah punk I'm talkin' to you
Fuck **** you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake bitch I'm talkin' to you
You's a lame you a shame to the game
I say it you know what you name is, I'm talkin' to you
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do, fuck I'm talkin to you
Written by: C. Harris, J. Smith