Tha King lyrics

Artist  : T.i. 
Song : Tha King



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(Intro)

And in case you gorgot, I'm the kinggggggg

Yea, Yea,.....Aye, Aye, Aye,..Aye Who I'm is
nigga (I'm the kinggggg)

T.I.P., Atlanta's own king of the south shawty
(I'm the kinggggg)

Yea, Yea, Yeahhhh..Better keep my name out ya
mouth shawty (I'm the kinggg)

Yeah, PSC nigga, Aye, Aye



[T.I]

All hail Atlanta's own, owner of Atlanta's
throne

If ya aint want no trouble leave, shit, shoulda
left the man alone

This the scene shown and evident Atlantas
known

The kings been the one representing all of
Atlantas zones

Back when niggas been representing Atlanta
wrong

Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta
on

The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled
on

Past, present to Texas to Alambama strong

Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes,

From the Carolinas, Virginia, to David Banner's
home

I'm well connected haters, best to mind ya
manners homes

I got a nickel-plated 38, but hey the hammer
chrome

And it shine like ya should set the phatom on

In it see me riding, getting blown like a
saxphone

Hey shawty spitting shit it takes to put a candle
on

If I ain't on ya tube dude, you must got ya
channel wrong





(chorus)

I'm the king of the south, theres is none
flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me sire, ya songs ok, but
I'm on fire

24 inches on my rims and tires

I'm the king of the south, there is none
flyer

Sucker MC's outta call me sire, thought you was
on top

But I pass right by ya, I will not stop, I won't
retire





[T.I]

I came, I saw, I conquered (ok) with no big
names

No fame, no celebrity sponsors

Just the game and a flow that was bonkers

Nigga front if ya wanna, I dead niggas like the
bitches from "Monster"

Now you been told, so don't say I ain't warn ya
and don't

Let it alarm ya, when ya leaking, and the reapers
upon ya

So don't see and I'm creepin upon ya, say that I
ain't the king

But you just sour, you ain't think of it aren't
ya

All the hating, is no time to respond, I miss
tryin to conjure up

A way to get experience and launder, hey I
thought ya record company

Con ya in to signing a deal shy of a mill cause
they really ain't want ya

Moving yay, it's safe to say that they own ta
ya

So it's time to move on to real estate, and get
cake selling bigger stakes

I'm king of the south now, but theres fifty
states

Cause I'ma spread out and I'll eliminate who in
the way

I'm 24 today, give to I'm 28

I'll be ruler of all that I survey and not just
in the state

See I bend just to win, but I ain't finna
break

Most you niggas fake, and I'll say it in ya
face





(chorus)