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Vs T.I.P.","duration":287.164082,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it\nNow listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor\nYou love the beat, boy, you know what it is\nYo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin'\n\nThe wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate\nGon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A\nGon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe\nFind cash for the crew up only back in the lake\n\nI'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist\nT.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say\nDon't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great\nYou can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace\nThat's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take\nA hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit\nLet 'em know who the king of the South is\nTalk to them\n\nWomen sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot\nHad the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not\nRemember, all day I used to stand in the spot\nWith 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks\n\nRight now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got\nI'm the number one customer at my own car lot\nIf you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot\nEven though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got\nListen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\nIf ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nWent from the king of the south to the king of the states\nRidin' in a car you probably never seen in the states\nNo idea how much yay I can bring in the States\nHey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today\n\nFrank 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the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not\n[01:50.10] Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot\n[01:53.18] With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks\n[01:56.28] Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got\n[01:58.55] I'm the number one customer at my own car lot\n[02:01.84] If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot\n[02:04.39] Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got\n[02:07.04] Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\n[02:09.81] If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot\n[02:12.99] I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\n[02:15.76] I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\n[02:17.93] Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\n[02:21.32] If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n[02:23.95] About that drama, you don't want no problems\n[02:26.98] I love that llama but you know what it is\n[02:29.94] Aye, I get money, all I count is big money\n[02:32.38] Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n[02:35.74] Went from the king of the south to the king of the states\n[02:43.04] Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states\n[02:45.69] No idea how much yay I can bring in the States\n[02:48.89] Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today\n[02:51.35] Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day\n[02:54.54] But it's the American gangster right here in ya face\n[02:58.21] And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK\n[03:00.33] You think you running a private, that ain't even the case\n[03:02.86] And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay\n[03:05.45] You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay\n[03:07.95] I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\n[03:11.40] I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\n[03:13.96] Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\n[03:16.90] If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n[03:19.09] About that drama, you don't want no 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vs. T.I.P.","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only\nGotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is\nI'm way flyer my pays way higher\nIf they ever mention sire boy you know what it is\nAin't about drama you don't want no problems\nI'll up that Llama boy you know what it is\nI get money all I count is big money\nDick is all she get from me boy you know what it is\nAy ay ay ay ay, boy you know what it is\nThe wait is over here we go again I'm back in the play\nI sell another couple mill and take it back to the A\nI take another couple mill and put it back in the safe\nFive cash for the crib on the back of the lake\nI'm up in Crucial 2 stepping with the gat in the waist\nT.I. ain't in the street no more fuck ho' dat what they say?\nThe men trying when you see 'em boy you have to be great\nThe pistol hit you in the face your teeth they have to replace\nThat's if you lucky nigga trust me it don't hurt me to take\nA 100 thousands to them Haitians you'll be murdered today\nI'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only\nGotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is\nI'm way flyer my pays way higher\nIf they ever mention sire boy you know what it is\nAin't about drama you don't want no problems\nI'll up that Llama boy you know what it is\nI get money all I count is big money\nDick is all she get from me boy you know what it is\nAy ay ay ay ay, boy you know what it is\nWomen sweating when they see me I'm apparently hot\nHad the album of the year nigga Grammy or not\nRemember all day I used to stand in the spot\nWith two revolvers in my pocket pitchin' handling rocks\nBut now chart topping in a car I ain't got\nI am the number one customer at my own car lot\nYou want to know how much money I'm makin' just imagine a lot (10-20)\nI'm probably making more than you'd imagine I got (30-40)\nListen closer I need to know if you understand me or not\nBecause you disrespecting me you and your man will be shot\nI'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only\nGotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is\nI'm way flyer my pays way higher\nIf they ever mention sire boy you know what it is\nAin't about drama you don't want no problems\nI'll up that Llama boy you know what it is\nI get money all I count is big money\nDick is all she get from me boy you know what it is\nAy ay ay ay ay, boy you know what it is\nWent from the king of the south to the king of the states\nRiding in a car you probably never seen in the states\nNo idea how much yay' I can bring in the states\nYou can get a hundred on 'em four million a day\nFrank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million in a day\nBut it's an American gangsta right here in your face\nAnd you don't want to see PSC in the scene with AK\nYou think you runnin' up and robbin' that ain't even the case\nJust 'cause you get away that don't mean its OK\nYou a dead man walkin' and I mean it OK?\nI'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only\nGotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is\nI'm way flyer my pays way higher\nIf they ever mention sire boy you know what it is\nAin't about drama you don't want no problems\nI'll up that Llama boy you know what it is\nI get money all I count is big money\nDick is all she get from me boy you know what it is\nAy ay ay ay ay, boy you know what it is","syncedLyrics":"[00:16.42] I'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only\n[00:24.67] Gotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is\n[00:27.38] I'm way flyer my pays way higher\n[00:30.20] If they ever mention sire boy you know what it is\n[00:32.83] Ain't about drama you don't want no problems\n[00:35.66] I'll up that Llama boy you know what it is\n[00:38.68] I get money all I count is big money\n[00:41.26] Dick is all she get from me boy you know what it is\n[00:44.15] Ay ay ay ay ay, boy you know what it is\n[00:49.55] The wait is over here we go again I'm back in the play\n[00:52.19] I sell another couple mill 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from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin'\n\nThe wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate\nGon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A\nGon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe\nFind cash for the crew up only back in the lake\n\nI'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist\nT.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say\nDon't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great\nYou can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace\nThat's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take\nA hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit\nLet 'em know who the king of the South is\nTalk to them\n\nWomen sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot\nHad the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not\nRemember, all day I used to stand in the spot\nWith 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks\n\nRight now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got\nI'm the number one customer at my own car lot\nIf you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot\nEven though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got\nListen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\nIf ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that 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That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take\n  A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today\n\n  I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\n  I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\n  Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\n  If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\n  About that drama, you don't want no problems\n  I love that llama but you know what it is\n  Aye, I get money, all I count is big money\n  Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\n  Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit\n  Let 'em know who the king of the South is\n  Talk to them\n\n  Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot\n  Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not\n  Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot\n  With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks\n\n  Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got\n  I'm the number one customer at my own car lot\n  If you wanna know how much 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Hey\n[03:08.72] I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n[03:11.32] Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n[03:14.28] Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n[03:16.60] If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (bulet!)\n[03:19.75] I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems\n[03:22.36] I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n[03:25.56] Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n[03:27.85] Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n[03:31.09] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n[03:38.82] When the King of the South\n[03:40.22] (Boy, you know what it is)\n[03:43.03] Get with the King of Haiti, big up Jamaica\n[03:45.69] Expect this (boy, you know what it is)\n[03:47.94] Bloodclaat gorillas a-come out (ha, ay, boy, you know what it is)\n[03:52.61] And when them fire the popcorn gun\n[03:56.53] We have the big long machine guns there\n[04:00.23] And when we pull up (choppers'll hang you)\n[04:03.48] Blap, blap, blap, blap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap\n[04:08.87] You like the beat?\n[04:09.55] Ha, they better\n[04:11.50] We can sell you one, you know\n[04:12.94] Well, bop your head then, okay?\n[04:16.17] Yo big up to ATL (hey!)\n[04:18.06] And the king, ah bring me to the ATL\n[04:21.15] Yo, big up the whole South, East, West, North (Grand Hustle homie)\n[04:24.53] Yo, London, Japan\n[04:27.55] Yeah\n[04:28.04] P$C\n[04:29.31] Yo, TIP, respect\n[04:31.06] Ha, yeah\n[04:33.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: You Know What It Is\n  artist: T.I.; 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Just imagine a lot\n  You know I'm probably gettin' more that you'd imagined I got (ayy)\n  Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\n  Because you disrespectin' me, you and your man'll be shot (bow!)\n\n  I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n  Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n  Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n  If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (hey)\n  I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems (nah)\n  I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n  Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n  Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n  Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n\n  Went from the King of the South to the King of the States\n  Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the States\n  No idea how much yay I can bring in the States\n  Hey, you can get a hundred of 'em for a million today\n  Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day\n  Boy, it's a American Gangster right here in your face\n\n  And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with a K\n  You think you runnin' up and robbin', that ain't even the case\n  And just because you get away, that don't mean it's okay\n  You a dead man walkin' and I mean it, okay? Hey\n\n  I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n  Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n  Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n  If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (bulet!)\n  I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems\n  I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n  Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n  Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n  Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n\n  When the King of the South\n  (Boy, you know what it is)\n  Get with the King of Haiti, big up Jamaica\n  Expect this (boy, you know what it is)\n  Bloodclaat gorillas a-come out (ha, ay, boy, you know what it is)\n  And when them fire the popcorn gun\n  We have the big long machine guns there\n  And when we pull up (choppers'll hang you)\n  Blap, blap, blap, blap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap\n\n  You like the beat?\n  Ha, they better\n  We can sell you one, you know\n  Well, bop your head then, okay?\n  Yo big up to ATL (hey!)\n  And the king, ah bring me to the ATL\n  Yo, big up the whole South, East, West, North (Grand Hustle homie)\n  Yo, London, Japan\n  Yeah\n  P$C\n  Yo, TIP, respect\n  Ha, yeah\n"},{"id":35341339,"name":"You Know What It Is","trackName":"You Know What It Is","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"T.I. vs. T.I.P. 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Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today\n\n  Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day\n  But it's the American gangster right here in ya face\n  And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK\n  You think you running a private, that ain't even the case\n  And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay\n  You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay\n\n  I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\n  I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\n  Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\n  If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\n  About that drama, you don't want no problems\n  I love that llama but you know what it is\n  Aye, I get money, all I count is big money\n  Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\n  Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done\n  They guns sound like popcorn\n"},{"id":30768517,"name":"You Know What It Is","trackName":"You Know What It 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Just imagine a lot\n[02:04.77] You know I'm probably gettin' more that you'd imagined I got (ayy)\n[02:07.47] Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\n[02:10.25] Because you disrespectin' me, you and your man'll be shot (bow!)\n[02:12.87] I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n[02:15.70] Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n[02:18.98] Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n[02:21.33] If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (hey)\n[02:24.41] I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems (nah)\n[02:27.38] I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n[02:29.75] Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n[02:32.33] Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n[02:35.41] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n[02:40.66] Went from the King of the South to the King of the States\n[02:43.31] Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the States\n[02:46.18] No idea how much yay I can bring in the States\n[02:48.71] Hey, you can get a hundred of 'em for a million today\n[02:51.66] Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day\n[02:54.58] Boy, it's a American Gangster right here in your face\n[02:57.19] And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with a K\n[03:00.07] You think you runnin' up and robbin', that ain't even the case\n[03:02.91] And just because you get away, that don't mean it's okay\n[03:05.53] You a dead man walkin' and I mean it, okay? Hey\n[03:08.72] I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n[03:11.32] Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n[03:14.28] Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n[03:16.60] If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (bulet!)\n[03:19.75] I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems\n[03:22.36] I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n[03:25.56] Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n[03:27.85] Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n[03:31.09] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n[03:38.82] When the King of the South\n[03:40.22] (Boy, you know what it is)\n[03:43.03] Get with the King of Haiti, big up Jamaica\n[03:45.69] Expect this (boy, you know what it is)\n[03:47.94] Bloodclaat gorillas a-come out (ha, ay, boy, you know what it is)\n[03:52.61] And when them fire the popcorn gun\n[03:56.53] We have the big long machine guns there\n[04:00.23] And when we pull up (choppers'll hang 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Hey\n\n  I'm a real nigga, homie, tote six figures on me (that's right)\n  Got a pistol you don't want it, boy, you what what it is\n  Ayy, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher (okay)\n  If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is (bulet!)\n  I'm 'bout that drama, you don't want no problems\n  I'll up that llama, boy, you know what it is\n  Ayy, I get money, all I count is big money\n  Dick is all she get from me, boy, you know what is\n  Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, boy, you know what it is, nigga\n\n  When the King of the South\n  (Boy, you know what it is)\n  Get with the King of Haiti, big up Jamaica\n  Expect this (boy, you know what it is)\n  Bloodclaat gorillas a-come out (ha, ay, boy, you know what it is)\n  And when them fire the popcorn gun\n  We have the big long machine guns there\n  And when we pull up (choppers'll hang you)\n  Blap, blap, blap, blap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap\n\n  You like the beat?\n  Ha, they better\n  We can sell you one, you know\n  Well, bop your head then, okay?\n  Yo big up to ATL (hey!)\n  And the king, ah bring me to the ATL\n  Yo, big up the whole South, East, West, North (Grand Hustle homie)\n  Yo, London, Japan\n  Yeah\n  P$C\n  Yo, TIP, respect\n  Ha, yeah\n"},{"id":30043596,"name":"You Know What It Is","trackName":"You Know What It Is","artistName":"T.I.","albumName":"T.I.  vs TIP","duration":287.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it\nNow listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor\nYou love the beat, boy, you know what it is\nYo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin'\n\nThe wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate\nGon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A\nGon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe\nFind cash for the crew up only back in the lake\n\nI'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist\nT.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say\nDon't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great\nYou can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace\nThat's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take\nA hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know what it is\nAye, I get money, all I count is big money\nBecause all she get from me, boy, you know what it is\n\nYo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit\nLet 'em know who the king of the South is\nTalk to them\n\nWomen sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot\nHad the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not\nRemember, all day I used to stand in the spot\nWith 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks\n\nRight now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got\nI'm the number one customer at my own car lot\nIf you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot\nEven though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got\nListen close, I need to know if you understand me or not\nIf ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot\n\nI'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me\nI got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is\nAye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher\nIf they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is\n\nAbout that drama, you don't want no problems\nI love that llama but you know 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