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King Sh!t (feat. Ludacris, Kito, Reija Lee, Big Boi)

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You live tomorrow, don't think of me

Just say goodbye under your breath

I left you crying then cause you needed me

Let's just pretend like we never met

I'm a banker, n**a, you can bank that, n**a

Looking for a sucker while I ain't that n**a

I'm looking for the money, where the bank at, n**a

I'm triple OG, outrank that n**a

I'm cold, riding through the city on vogues

30 karats in the Rollie for the bitches and the h**s

Hanging out the window of a Bentley

I just met my connect, dropped off snow in the bluff

On James P. Brawley, ain't we balling

Got a problem with it, n**a bang that forty

Niggas nowadays just ain't like Shawty

Don't spit that c**e like Shawty

Set it on fire, they flame ain't like Shawty

Flow don't go insane, I'm mental

Blowing presidential, twenty bricks off in the rental

We official with plenty ye to sell again

DEA on our tail again, well tell amigo mail again

Dope boy trap n**a shit I did it

Say you want a hundred bricks, well I bet I get it

Tell them other sucka niggas trying to rep my city

K.I.N.G. b**h best get with it

All I know is go get it, swag so silly

Checks on deck, I'm racked up with it

Got a house College Park, stay stacked up with it

Got a Louis V bag, stay sacked up with it

Big diamonds in my Cuban

They won't be where we go shooting, man

And the A, it's undisputed

We some legends, best to do it, man!

You live tomorrow, don't think of me

Just say goodbye under your breath

King shit, Buckingham Palace

Til I'm bucking on a m**g beat god damn it, I

Ain't lost a step, but some of y'all niggas to death

Since Player's Ball, I was called the best

And now they only call me Daddy Fat Sax

The Cadillac with the diamond in the back

With the sunroof top, my daddy said I'm lacking the vitamin D I need

The sun won't stop shine brighter, rhyme tighter

Than anybody in your top ten my my n**a

Like a postman, I deliver

See I'm the letter with the anthrax in it

Pass that, hit it! Sniff it, snort it, then gonna take a bump Shawty

I take ya number cause I'm serving the chumps

That wanna jump up and get beat down, I'm Brand Nubian

Brand new again, never get old

When I was little, boy they said I had an old soul, old gold

Riding with some pimps on a ho stroll, now that's loco

And you're local, and I'm global

That means worldwide like a rising tide

I'm gonna subside and rise again like clockwork

C-Bone is gonna show you how the work

Nonviolent though, no violence, just styling ho

From the birthplace of MLK where everything ain't okay but KKK

I'm more Malcolm than Martin

Come get some, be a target

Standing in the kitchen with the AK

AKA the Chopper

My love, then cover me

My love, then cover me

Listen What you see is the A-Town

Come on the premises if you wanna play with death

You get stung like the Crocodile Hunter

Got them racks, slanging them packs

And no we can't leave them sacks alone

Hired an assistant cause my weed need a chaperone

And then Big Boy will pass the lighter

I'm convinced that we started the California brush fires

One, two, and it don't stop

So many whips at my crib

Ya chick came, the b**h thought it was a road block

Spending cash so fast, you'd think I'm foolish

And I love chicks with ass so it arch like St. Louis

Got chicks hugging my nuts like a speedo

Cause when I'm on the mic, I go for broke like T.O

But we know I'm rich and pay the bills at my mother house

Atlanta cribs jealous cause I'm chilling at my other house

Yeah you may be able to out trap me

But none of you niggas will ever out-rap me

You live tomorrow, don't think of me

Just say goodbye under your breath!

I left you crying then cause you needed me

Let's just pretend like we never met!

Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover

Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover

Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover

Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover

King Sh!t (feat. Ludacris, Kito, Reija Lee, Big Boi) oleh Ludacris/Kito/T.I./Reija Lee - Lirik dan Liputan