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T.I.]
Don't how many times

[Verse 1: King & (T.I.)]
Island riding with a shotgun
New York, BK, where I from
Now who the hottest in New York? I care son
Now who the hottest in New York? I don't son
You know I up on your block, 100 round run
Looking out the window a chopper like I'm Malcolm
Be the outcome, RIP to Doe B, an Alabama one
How times?
(Don't know how times)
How many
You pay me a verse, 200 a
You book me a show, hit your town and I
(Don't know how times)
with the Hustle, get ready to die
All of you rappers, who fucking with
All of you rappers, who fucking with

T.I.]
Don't know how many
Don't how many times
Don't know how times
Don't how many times

2: T.I.]
How many times must I you
I shoot you, do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, shoot at the 9
Head check, we jump
And run through and by pressing rewind
Sucker, no need to ask how I do
Just please believe me and my shooter, we
And all I demand is
You can do and we fine
Shit you not be to
Leave you wet Moet, nowhere to be found
How times must I show you
You get the cane, I'm fucking you over?
over, hustle as long as you know it
And there, the decision is over

T.I.]
Don't know how times
Don't know how times
know how many times
Don't know how times

[Verse 3: King & (T.I.(]
How many times will you to lies from these frivolous guys?
I'm so of these guys
After your funeral we up your repast, turn up on your old ass
(Don't know how times)
How many times will I run up that cash just to fuck up that
I can't die with that cash so I spend cash fast
your chick and a buddy, we having a blast
(Don't how many times)
I know why haters mad at me
Sneak dissing, end up a
(Don't how many times)
arounds looking like battery
Shut up and bow to majesty
(Don't how many times)
Boss shit, I could get you whacked for
Could you please excuse the of me
out my mama, she had a G
Picture me rolling,

T.I.]
Don't how many times
Don't know how many
know how many times
Don't how many times