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Who Want Some (Explicit)

T.I.18 Des 2012

Lirik Who Want Some (Explicit)

 

Who Want Some

 

Yea

 

Alright

All I got is trouble, most of *s know me

 

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

 

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

 

Aye you come in here with the *

And when you see me holla at me if you want it b**ch

You come in here with the *

 

And when you see me holla at me if you want some ni**a

 

I’m Trouble Man, stay in trouble, trouble’s all I know

I snort it no 40-40, fit in all of my clothes

I love the hustle, but trust no one, I’m countin all of my dough

Imagine city, stacks of 20’s, then it’s all I throw

You better now what that be cuz they all my folk

I do a party, hundred G to the mall I go

This slow flow bought the full flow

Mention I in Cali got a matte black Rover bulletproof to nally

 

Chicken ni**a here say he better than me

Man if they really wanna be, I leave him dead he can be

I’m back up in this b**ch with 2 OG, what they wanna do?

I shoot a ni**a, catch a phase and beat it in a monocle leggo

 

All I got is trouble, most of *s know me

 

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

 

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

 

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

 

Aye you come in here with the *

 

And when you see me holla at me if you want it b**ch

 

You come in here with the *

 

And when you see me holla at me if you want some ni**a

A million dollar train sh*t, so big it’s a shame

Million that’s to hang with *s out there dealing coc*ine

Just can’t mane, you know I ain’t finna deal with no lame

Still I catch me a Benny, I’m sittin in them things

Walkin out the thing to throw them, junk is all on my chain

My address and my ensemble, that spot all on my chain

Then play the games if you want to, all my ni**a with it

We can bang if you want to, let all the *s get it

I’m probation and I’m waitin for a ni**a to jump

You get respect in the crowd, ni**a pull barrel I don’t

Like ain’t he learn from that time that he done did it in the pen

Man hear these skinny *s all talkin bout pistols again

All I got is trouble, most of *s know me

 

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

 

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

You circled that how many times? Have you ni**a forgot?

I get locked up, get out on top whether you like it or not

Letter of remember from my fan came, now I was a head case

To the ni**a neighborhood, tell him bring the other tape

I calmed down for my kids and my mom now

 

Run up on them sucka *s, you can put your arms down

And FYI: I never put my arms down

Tell the ATF I got 3 more, 3 80’s left

All I got is trouble, most of *s know me

 

Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…

 

Who want some? Who want some?

You know everybody get it if he want some

 

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride

 

Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract

 

Who want some? Who want some?

 

You know everybody get it if he want some

 

Aye you come in here with the *

 

And when you see me holla at me if you want it b**ch

 

You come in here with the *

 

And when you see me holla at me if you want some ni**a

 

Trouble Man like give me a beer partner, yea

 

Bounce back like a rubber band ni**a, have a bank roll ni**a

 

Boing eh

 

Ya’ll *s thought it was over with ni**a

You goddamn couldn’t be more motherf**kin mistakin, you understand that?

Ni**a I’m thinkin of takin this b**ch with the big homie

DJ 2, ni**a what’s happenin?

Yea ni**a, west side, *s all 1’s on 4’s ni**a you understand that?

Yea, *s turn the heat up in here, what’s happenin?

Ni**a up in here, what it do?

Yea, tell me to roll, ni**a Blood House ni**a I see you

Yea

 

Yea ni**a

Ni**a ni**a they can stay and catch me ni**a

I’m still ridin down the same streets in the Lou V ni**a, that’s all partner

But that wet ni**a

Click click pow, ain’t nothing changed ni**a

Think I’m lyin as you motherf**ker want to

I’m on probation ni**a

I’m on probation ni**a

You know what that mean don’t you?

Big bank rolls and new 4x4’s ni**a

 

 

Yea, Trouble Man ni**a aye!

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