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T.I.]
Yo, ayyyyyy,
I love my man here engineerin (okay)
It don't take me too to write it (uh, huh-ayyyyy)
How long it take you to record me HEY! (huh-ayyyyy)
Hey ya ain't live, you ride, you don't do it like I do it
(It's all good man, we ride on these fuck niggaz anyway though)
Ya real, you don't wanna get into it
Don't with yourself nigga (okay)
Play a lotto (okay)
Hey - let's get it! (yeahhhhh nigga, AY!)

T.I.]
Hey ya ain't live, you ride, you don't do it like I do it
I keep it - ya ain't real, you don't wanna get into it
Ya crunk, ya ain't buck, ya ain't hard, ya ain't G
You ain't got what I got pumpin in heart, you ain't me
You do all that yellin, holla, ya ain't and ya ain't bout it
Ya ain't serious, ya ain't crazy, you know you wanna die
Ya ain't from the bottom, you don't got it like I got it
You can hate and you can lie but pussy I'm the hottest

[T.I.]
I'm the realer nigga in this shit, aside all the business shit
I'm the nigga sucka niggaz best to it pimpin with
say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish it
Thank God it wasn't no witnesses, I'd still be sentences
Rap shit way more stressful that I love my businesses
God I'm a professional and scared I don't begin to get
Whether in a Phantom or the truck all the kids in it
tote a hammer try me, man I hope you listenin
Your gon' be elaborate, real fuckin extravagant
I'm down to die myself to show you niggaz I ain't it
Had to kill son and a few your momma had to get
And they were playin dumb, we run in and ask where at

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[Mac
I carry niggaz on my back a bookbag
Put the pistol in his hand and him shoot his ass
I pull a little file faster than them credit
Yo' ass dead, that's why you probably seein people
The weapon with me's lethal, yeah it scare people (oh my God)
I know off top I'm gon' bust, that's why I dare people
And I won't dare cheat you, I fair-and-square you
Same time, same time's why I'm on that Grey
Don't make me and let loose, cause I won't hesitate to
I heard one then heard two, jumped up out the truck like what it do
I got a fo'-five on me and got a too
A nigga sayin "Mac Boney, we shoot at you"
I say you ass niggaz better keep it movin
'Fore y'all be the ones I end up doin

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