Ya Hear Me - T.I.

Yeah, ay, ay

That’s right, yeah

Hoppin out a dropped Impala, pants hangin to my ankles

Feel 'em hate from every angle, they intimidated, and uh

I’m a beast, they don’t like to see me walkin out of prison

I ain’t trippin, I don’t owe 'em nothin but an ass whippin

What you lookin at?

Girl you better cut the television on

Don’t wanna show yo' ass, best to get to gettin on

Home, I’m waitin on ya if you want it

I ain’t gotta go for bad, I just go for my opponent

I ain’t lookin for no trouble, I ain’t duckin none either

Say a nigga jumpin ship I say so fuck 'em, I don’t need 'em

Still greet 'em, with the same smile like I used to

Get wild if you choose to, I ain’t finna' shush you

End up head bust, bloody nose, loose tooth

Whoop a nigga ass by himself or with a group too

Who, fight back, ho it’s like that

Where my knife at?

Shawty I’ll be right back

Fresh out the box I’mma mash out, ya hear me?

This year a hundred mil' I’mma cash out, ya hear me?

Today a 100 K ain’t nothin to brag 'bout, ya hear me?

The king pullin rank, big bank take little bank

Fresh up out the box I bet I mash out, ya hear me?

This year a hundred mil' I’mma cash out, ya hear me?

Today a 100 K ain’t nothin to brag 'bout, ya hear me?

Rollin through your hood, can you hear me now?

Goooood

We gon' do it big like we did befo', fresh off a case

+ASAP+, +Motivation+ ho, guess that’s all it take

They got they ass with my poker face

Wait 'til they get a load of me like The Joker say (ha ha ha ha ha ha)

A lot of talkin that bullshit’ll pass but it ain’t today

Gon' be a Code-10, man down, like Frankie say

Ay, at the lair where the players meet

So all squares kick rocks with your bare feet, bitches cherish me

Came back, nigga raise up

Safe to say them suckers wanna see me caged up — that chapter’s over

Pass the mic and set the stage up, throw your A’s up

Tell my P.O.

I don’t blaze up, Pee Wee fire the haze up

They praise us cause old heads recognize the G in him

Black card, +No Limit+ like P and them

Ain’t nobody seein him — who fuckin with shawty

When we pull up bitches yell out «O.M.G.»

just like my daughter and them

I’m in a jet black Camaro with my eyes on the sparrow

They say I can’t have no pistol so I bought a bow and arrow

I’m just waitin, niggas say it ain’t the same and I get back

See ain’t a damn thang change but my six pack

Heh, you want wreck you can get that

But all the disrespectin shawty I ain’t with that

And partner I ain’t fin' to chit-chat

Comin where a nigga had to break him off a piece like a Kit Kat

Tell them cats bless me to impress me

Best leave or get wet like a jetski

Overseas where you catch me

And when they holla King nigga they don’t mean Elvis Presley

Hard body lumped up, chest like a dumb truck

Keep the sword on me shawty, this ain’t what you want bruh

I ain’t gotta bust ya, if you close enough you get stuck

Leave a nigga drippin like a sippy cup, pick 'em up