Name: Every Chance I Get
Duration: 4 min 49 s
Description: Слушайте песню Every Chance I Get - T.I. онлайн с альбома Paper Trail в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:49. Год выхода - 2008

Paper Trail

T.I.

56 Bars

I'm Illy

Ready For Whatever

On Top Of The World

Live Your Life

Whatever You Like

No Matter What

My Life Your Entertainment

Porn Star

Swing Ya Rag

What Up, What's Haapnin'

Swagga Like Us

Every Chance I Get

Unknown

Aye dawg (yeah-yeah), I'ma tell you like this

And you so flawed niggaz ain't 'bout shit

I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch

Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get

They say it's lonely at the top (fo' real?) But I don't feel lonely (uh-uhn)

Got my homies out in Hollywood, so I don't feel phony

Ain't another nigga colder (nah), cribs all over

Flash in pan, these other rappers catch a number, Coca-Cola

I'm exceedin' expectations, you barely meetin' quota

I give it to 'em straight, you cut it with bakin' soda

You said I ain't zone one, nigga ha, that's a funny one

I'm king like my three-year-old, major like my youngest son

Got one named Domani, so you know what I'm gettin'

Deyjah and neek neek and messiah like daddy, get 'em

Got an angel named Leah here to keep me outta prison

And my partner Jason Geter to help me see about a billion

Listen, Grand Hustle, best respect this vision

My records sell about a million, but shit that just the beginnin'

What with Club Crucial and Grand Hustle film division

Multiplication to get the paper, I let the clique do the division

Break bread, streetcred.com makin' a killin'

Plus a king of oneself, high fashion, I'm flashin'

I'm ready for whatever though, trained to go you better know

I gotta thank my lucky stars 'cause it came so far

Dope game, rap game, 'bout the same so far

Brag about your lil' Benz, nigga, that ain't no car

I got some shit in my garage that requires a chauffeur

High as gas is, the country at war and people are starvin'

And I pay a million dollars for Ferrari's, retarded, huh?

Sorry bruh, been a dick that been ballin' since it started up

'Cause they know this dough stack tall as fuck

Nah, it ain't that I'm rich that they hate so much

Least I could do it, not rub it in niggaz face so much

So I'm tryin' now while I'm rhymin' not to brag about the island

Or the crib in Hawaii where all the walls slide in

House is wide open, we could bring the outside in

I think you should hear about it, but fuck it I'll be quiet

I just spit it how I live it homie, I don't be lyin'

Would it make you feel better if I put my pockets on the die?

If I made less money, started to dress bummy

Would the haters and the critics have more respect for me?

Should I downgrade the crib and the way I live?

Now how about I don't and we just say I did, nigga

And you so flawed, niggaz ain't 'bout shit

It's real talk comin' at you live and direct homeboy

I'ma give you somethin' to hate on, bitch nigga, ha, ha

DJ Toomp you did yo' muh'fuckin' thang as usual

Aye hey, look, P$C partna, Pimp Squad Click

Yeah, they say I ain't Zone One, bitch nigga

My grand mama been livin' on Center Hill 43 years

You understand that? Nigga, come meet me nigga

Why niggaz gotta wait 'til a nigga got the police watchin' you

And start kickin' that fuck shit, you know?

You know how I get down, you know what it was nigga

You know you don't wanna see me, bitch nigga

Слушайте песню Every Chance I Get - T.I. онлайн с альбома Paper Trail в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:49. Год выхода - 2008

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