T.I./Young Buck/Young Dro Undertaker (Featuring Young Buck And Young Dro) Lyrics

I'm a pimp tight, n____ ridin clean after midnight,
ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight,
run up on your b____ and ask her what that p____ hit like ?
at first she actin' funny, but in a minute i knew she'd get right,
get down, got her f___in' with another b____ now,
i'm king of all ice so remember this tip town,
and you aint ready p____ n____ better set it down,
we mag night and rock steady n____ spittin rounds,
turn ur stomach to spaghetti when you hit the ground,
toss the choppas in the chevy now we mashin down,
Camilton, countin' all your benjamins and hamiltons,
as far as im concerned your just a job for the janitors,
don't disregard i'm a guard your an amature,
hidin' behind your body guards and your manager,
i pimp hard through all the pages in the calender,
b____ is Pimp Squad, its all action no cameras,

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You know what it is, You know what it is,
You know what it is, You know what is is,
Shorty we bury n____z, Shorty we bury n____z,
Shorty we bury n____z, Shorty we bury n____z, ... THE UNDERTAKER
You know what it is, You know what it is,
You know what it is, You know what is is,
Shorty we bury n____z, Shorty we bury n____z,
Shorty we bury n____z, Shorty we bury n____z, ... THE UNDERTAKER

Yo, standin on the trap with me, mashin' me is best for me
1000 round magazine, my partner say no attemptin me
spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me,
bullets chip your l-i-p and dirty all your h-i-p's
Shout out to your homies where they're feedin um through they IV,
from the westside where they say I be,
the way i be, the ruler of all i survery I be,
Laid back, Yay's back, Triple Kiwi Maybach,
Weed match the benz, Cush triple kiwi'd 80 pack,
Old school baby crack, I'm tryin' to bring the 80's back,
Haitians give me hated crack, cuz my momma hated crack,
Til' we got evicted and I came through wit them 80 stacks,
playa back, we rhyme we i live, I'm a zone 3 hustla n____z know what it is,

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May we all bow our heads, and pray for this n____,
The undertakers comin any day for this n____,
They hate um' in the hood, from the dreams he been sellin',
I read the paperwork and it seems you was tellin',
You know what it is, and you know who I'm talkin' bout,
When the feds came, I didn't open up my mouth,
Waht you scared for ?, n____z know you've been a hoe,
It was like homie, s___ was all good just a week ago,
Get the goons ready start up your vehicle,
and shoot at any f___in' car you ain't seen before,
Pick up the shells, and we use an automatic,
they gave 50 years to my n____ lil' travis,
see i'm movin trap, and let um trip over the wires,
and then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir,
Catch um before I do, T.I. go and handle your biz,
When you see me holler at me homie you know what it is ...

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