ฟังเพลงLaugh At Em (Explicit)

Laugh At Em (Explicit) - T.I.

Lyrics by：Clifford Harris

Composed by：Clifford Harris

You know what the f**k goin' on man

You better strap in your seat

Well it's gon' be a rough ride

It's the king b***h

No introduction really necessary

Get the message like a secretary

Boy I'm legendary

When I'm dead and buried still

Be kicking flavor in the cemetery

Trap music originator

Fresh off of my hiatus yelling

F**k you to all of my haters

They Skywalker I'm Darth Vader

Promise I don't give a s**t about 'em

Let 'em know turn him red

Tell 'em he don't even matter yeah

Like I'm pimpin in a Kangol and a

New Cadillac with some all gold hammer

Long as I remember I done ran Atlanta

I could give a d**n 'bout a dog faced h*e

Sister used to gettin' thangs from a check so how can I

Settin' numbers in the hood do what I say do

Tell 'em n***as break bread or fake dead

Or bare it they hate that

50 million yeah died to make that

Middle finger if you vote for Trump

See me outside where you know what's up

I ain't hearing no peace talk

Ain't s**t funny no hee haw

Like a Black Panther we armed to the teeth

Cracker tried it we squeeze off

Swear to God I could've been Freddie Gray

Or Mike Brown getting shot down

With a pistol on me and a half a brick

And 'Ye blam-blamming by Sandra Bland

Listen boy your challenge with the runnin' man

I will challenge with a gun in hand

What you see before you f**k what they

Done told you b***h

I brought this s**t from nothin' man

Grand Hustle over errythang

Molly Becky and the Mary-Jane

It's the king n***a like a

18-wheeler swervin' in and out of every lane

Never been a part of they in-crowd

Got a problem with me I say f**k y'all

Got the same friend that I came in with

Duckin' all that lame s**t ayy

Everyone I know is on go

Drive-bys all rolled in a 4 by 4

Believe if I catch him that the h*e gon' go

See me with it you ain't gon' see the h*e no more

They love when I talk that s**t

Roll by the car lot went and bought that s**t

Caught case after case and I fought that s**t

Then watch he give a d**n went and off that brick

I lived the s**t that they rappin' 'bout

Care nuttin' 'bout what they cappin' 'bout

Bankroll mama we know what this

We cashin' out we baggin' up

Stackin' up them zeroes

Certified neighborhood hero

You can try one of them sucka

N***as better not try it with me though

Ayy ayy ayy

Hahahahaha

Ahahahahahaah

You know you done f**ked up don'cha

You know you done f**ked up don'cha

Ain't no stoppin' this s**t partna

And you know what happened

If you run me hot in this b***h now

We turned to the max

Atlanta hat cocked to the left

Turned to the back n***a

Tried see we weren't havin' that

Send shots where your bandana at

Drop a n***a off where Alabama at

That's what n***a get for tryna battle rap

Head shot should be one and down

No drive-by but we run and gun

A n***a walk up to you while you showin' off stunts

'Til you up your jewelry n***a run that money

N***a playin' games thinkin' show not funny

'Til my young n***a went and done it for me yeah

For the love of the bankroll

Keep it binned untill you sell

N***a don't nobody care 'bout it

Don't nobody wanna hear 'bout it

You got problems huh

Well it's the same thing for everybody

And n***a I ain't gon' lie

I promise not a day go by

I ain't on the grind if I ain't on fire

If it's one thing that I want I can't go by

Tryna put six wheels on a Range Rover

I ain't playin' no games that's what you know sir

If you think you're at the top tell 'em move over

Modern 2Pac and the new Hova goddamn

Know the hustle now come with us and down

We dodgin' suckas steady duckin' clowns

We chasing mills so we can put that down

Bulls**t talk but we run that town

But with millions and no cap and gown

Went from trappin' raw to look what happen now

Metal throne concrete crown

Caught that line you're gettin' beat down

Real d**e boy veteran

D**e boy academy

Here d**e fiends still remember be

When they were sick and needed their medicine

You better watch it partner you ain't from 'round here

Think it's sweet you got the wrong idea

Get stripped naked left out there

Tell 'em so what the f**k I care

'Bout the trap music all black Uzi

Still packin' I'm not stupid

Still down to do it if you act stupid

Get locked up and get back to it yeah

Trap music all black Uzi

Get locked up and get back to it yeah