T.I. feat. Lil' Scrappy & P$C I'm A King (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: T.I.]
Big catch-a-cane, big homie wat it is?
I think imma rap straight up fo deze n____z

[Verse One: T.I.]
Now, errbody wanna be tha king of tha South
Wen, dey ain't runnin a d___ thing but dey mouf, no doubt
Iz all good, y'all jus statin y'all opinion
But in da South and in da hood iz undastood witout sayin, iz a given
And ain't b'cuz of wat I'm doin fo a livin
Iz, mo b'cuz of wat I do and how I'm livin
Not ta mention wen I'm rappin I'm jus hurtin n____z feelins (n____z
feelins)
And still chillin on sumthin das inta healing
Made provisions fo tha clique ta continue keepin it pimpin
Whether crack was in tha house or record sales was through tha
ceilin
So, say wat'chu want, and do wat'chu please
But fo fun, I shoot 22's from ya shoe ta ya knee
I run a record label and a crew of G's
So, n____z'll c__ and look fo ya if ya sneeze
Or even breathe tha wrong way, ya better do wat tha song say
And be easy, or else it'll be a long day

[Chorus: T.I.]
I'm a king! Bank rolls in tha pockets of ma jeans
I'm a king! Ya p____ n____z couldn't see me in ya dreams
I'm a king! Top topic of all of ya magazines
I'm a king! Head of tha body, leader of da team
I'm a king! Rememba I can get ya block knocked off
I'm a king! A Bentley Coupe with tha top chopped off
I'm a king! I'm connected nationwide within tha South
I'm a king! Jus respect it and keep my name out'cha mouf
(I'm a king!)

[Verse Two: Lil Scrappy]
I'm tha prince, shawty, don't get it twisted (Ay!)
Been callin shots simplin fo ma flows existed (Flows existed!)
And still find birds in ma momma kitchen (Ay!)
Ya might (Ay!) see me (Ay!) burnin purp (Ay!) in tha subdivision
(Ay!) (Lets go n____!) (Ay!)
I got soldiers on (Ay!) deck (Uh-huh!), babyface pimpin, wat'chu
noe bout dat (Ay!)
I keep a bad Brenda wit that 'vert, top dat!
Ma jeans feelin tight cuz (Yo!) ma flows stay (Ay!) phat, (Ay!)
playa betta noe dat
Ma neck got so much s___, danglin
Big d___, big chain, we jus keep on hangin
Gotta Hollywood ho, and a b____ dat be sangin
Dey be hatin cuz I'm famous, shawty wat I was thankin (Ayyy!)
And dis fo every don n____ thankin he passed me (Thankin he passed
me!)
I'll jus thank God you gone and da s___'ll be nasty (s___'ll be
nasty!)
Imma stay ballin, fallin off ma ol' skool classic
Lil' Scrap got big bank, now see if you can match it (Haha!)

[Verse Three: PSC]
Shawty I'm down wit tha kings (Kings!), so call me tha greatest
(Greatest!)
Number one hustla, I keep tha street blazin
If tha grapes don't sell, I dry'em up and sell raisins
While y'all cherry-pickin hustlas, out here slavin
Dat king s___ n____ run deep in ma veins
Pump through ma heart, live in ma bone marrow, man
Das pimpin! Ma gas iz premium like octane
Can't tell me nuttin bout stackin dez Benjaminz

[Bridge: T.I.]
I'm tha king of tha dirty, see me seated in tha throne
Overruled other dudes, like Caesar did in Rome (Yea!)
Wit a prince das (Hey!) so demandin, and a aura so strong
Tha South ain't been represented like dis in so long
Imma emperor (Ya instigatin man!), ya best be glad (Hey! Hey!) I'm
workin on ma temper
Othawise I'd c___ a pistol, send some missiles ta ya temple
Disrespect us imma blick'em 'til I get'cha plain and simple
Brass knuckles ta ya (Ay!) dentals, blast suckers in dey dimples