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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Who Want Some
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

A brand new track titled "Who Want Some" by Grammy Award-winning rapper, T.I.. The song is track #10 featured in his forthcoming highly anticipated eighth studio album 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head' set to be released on December 18, 2012. T.I. also announced he will release a sequel as his next album titled 'Trouble Man: He Who Wears the Crown'.

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T.I. Who Want Some Lyrics :-

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Yea
Alright

All I got is trouble, most of n-ggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want it b-tch
You come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want some n-gga

I’m Trouble Man, stay in trouble, trouble’s all I know
I snort it no 40-40, fit in all of my clothes
I love the hustle, but trust no one, I’m countin all of my dough
Imagine city, stacks of 20’s, then it’s all I throw
You better now what that be cuz they all my folk
I do a party, hundred G to the mall I go
This slow flow bought the full flow
Mention I in Cali got a matte black Rover bulletproof to nally
Chicken n-gga here say he better than me
Man if they really wanna be, I leave him dead he can be
I’m back up in this b-tch with 2 OG, what they wanna do?
I shoot a n-gga, catch a phase and beat it in a monocle leggo

All I got is trouble, most of n-ggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…
Who want some? musicjuzz.blogspot Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want it b-tch
You come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want some n-gga

A million dollar train sh-t, so big it’s a shame
Million that’s to hang with n-ggas out there dealing cocaine
Just can’t mane, you know I ain’t finna deal with no lame
Still I catch me a Benny, I’m sittin in them things
Walkin out the thing to throw them, junk is all on my chain
My address and my ensemble, that spot all on my chain
Then play the games if you want to, all my n-gga with it
We can bang if you want to, let all the n-ggas get it
I’m probation and I’m waitin for a n-gga to jump
You get respect in the crowd, n-gga pull barrel I don’t
Like ain’t he learn from that time that he done did it in the pen
Man hear these skinny n-ggas all talkin bout pistols again

All I got is trouble, most of n-ggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

You circled that how many times? Have you n-gga forgot?
I get locked up, get out on top whether you like it or not
Letter of remember from my fan came, now I was a head case
To the n-gga neighborhood, tell him bring the other tape
I calmed down for my kids and my mom now
Run up on them sucka n-ggas, you can put your arms down
And FYI: I never put my arms down
Tell the ATF I got 3 more, 3 80’s left

All I got is trouble, most of n-ggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh…
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I’m lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want it b-tch
You come in here with the bullsh-t
And when you see me holla at me if you want some n-gga

Trouble Man like give me a beer partner, yea
Bounce back like a rubber band n-gga, have a bank roll n-gga
Boing eh
Ya’ll n-ggas thought it was over with n-gga
You goddamn couldn’t be more motherf-ckin mistakin, you understand that?
n-gga I’m thinkin of takin this b-tch with the big homie
DJ 2, n-gga what’s happenin?
Yea n-gga, west side, n-ggas all 1’s on 4’s n-gga you understand that?
Yea, n-ggas turn the heat up in here, what’s happenin?
n-gga up in here, what it do?
Yea, tell me to roll, n-gga Blood House n-gga I see you
Yea
Yea n-gga
n-gga n-gga they can stay and catch me n-gga
I’m still ridin down the same streets in the Lou V n-gga, that’s all partner
But that wet n-gga
Click click pow, ain’t nothing changed n-gga
Think I’m lyin as you motherf-cker want to
I’m on probation n-gga
I’m on probation n-gga
You know what that mean don’t you?
Big bank rolls and new 4x4’s n-gga
Yea, Trouble Man n-gga aye!

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : The Way We Ride
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

Check out this brand new track titled "The Way We Ride" by the Southern hip-hop artist, T.I.. Produced by Hit-Boy, the song is track #10 off his forthcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head'. The album is coming out on December 18, 2012, under Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records. Expect this record to burn for many months to come.

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T.I. The Way We Ride Lyrics :-

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Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Got my top down on my Bentley, I keep it pimpin the mo
2-85 I be hittin, even when there’s nowhere to go
My wrists that hang out the window, my Rollie shinning and shimmer
You see that bad b-tch who wit ya? If I want I can get er
Make her a active disciple, or envy and make the point
Make my suite presidential and then I fill it with strippers
Man I got chrome on my wheels, and your ho on my dick
Ride around, no roof on my whip, that’s how you know I’m the sh-t
They know I’m rich, it don’t matter
Bruh cuz as fresh as I be
What she do for you you pay er
What she do me, for free
Cuz I’m a G, still kick it with the trap n-gga buyin things
Swinging through the some new, top down ridin clean

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Aye clique, my old school is official, got them horses under my hood
Yea I’m ridin round in your side of town, and I’m blowin O’s of that good rip
In the summer time I got to be
In the fly around, who higher than me?
n-gga can’t cheat or try to follow me
I bet Pimp C musicjuzz.blogspot proud of me
I got the city lights in my rearview
We loud and can’t hear you
Got a billion on my music, could be closer then in the future

Blowing big stacks, all we do is that
Valet my sh-t is feel, f-ck up a chick a set
Then it’s back to the job, hit the gat, burn a gat
Got my double cup dido’d up, paint a lean sealed up
Bruh looking for me bruh, they what never I’ve seen
Swinging through with something new, top down riding clean

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Ride 40 mill, you see 8 R’s n-gga
Charm a b-tch, you see 8 R’s n-gga
Got purple stuff in my 20 ounce
I got purple kush in my cigar n-gga
Pull string, no guitar, put down, roll it down what they hit for
I don’t know if this is yo b-tch
She on my dick, you better come get her
Don’t want me on yo street with this clean pain and these white seats
She’s gonna be inside here and you have no idea
How she be tryina get up in the whip whenever I’m seen
Rolling through the some new, top down ridin clean

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Swinging through with something new, top down, riding clean
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, Swinging through
Top down, riding clean (in my city that’s the way we ride)

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : The Introduction
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

Introducing a brand new song titled "The Introduction" by the Southern hip-hop artist, T.I. set to appear on his forthcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head'. This amazing song was produced by K Trak, Tommy Brown and Travis Sayles. The album is expected to hit stores on December 18, 2012, under Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records.

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T.I. The Introduction Lyrics :-

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I'm just a hood n-gga, I ain't never had sh-t
Just a bad attitude and a bad b-tch
Duffle back full of 2's and I have bricks
30, 40, 50 grand in the mattress
Living on the edge, just a happy dawg
I'm f-cked up in the head, I don't have it all
Ball like a dog, push it to the limit
But I'm fiendin, tryina get some bad pussy n-gga fiendin
My priorities is follow, got first in the fam
Then I hustled in the money, fail ain't in the plan
Satan on my hill, he don't want me to advance
I tell him go to hell, sucka catch me if you can
sh-t, I am who I am, fresh up out of apologies
Sometimes I ain't get in trouble, trouble got me
Guess it follows me but I stays on my hustle man
Still the motherf-ckin man, you can call me Trouble Man!

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

Drugs, ain't bout the row, ho you know how I roll
Just left the crossroads, but soul - unsold,
Frigerated console, the curtains on my car door
Raw ho, caviar, sushi and it's cargo
Everywhere I go fresh to death and clean as a bar of soap
Getting blowed like trumpets in the wind in Chicago
God knows I'm hot musicjuzz.blogspot as El Diablo
Fish Rocky in the Colorado algrove
Also my flows, I'm taking back although
My art's all Leonardo Da Vinci, Picasso
The rain go come down on your head like carpo
I guess these other rappers that's cool as far as all goes
Sorry Charlie party's over, shorty shop closed
Came home, bank roll on King Kong
Got these suckas in my scope with the beam on
Prayin for my downfall, you can dream on
Make I'm back in the Maybach and get my lean on
Trouble ain't changed me, role model ain't me
Don't be angry now if I'm on the same street n-gga
U turn, haven't you learn I'm Trouble Man

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

Wait on my show, just chose to squat what it feel n-gga
Say I kick it the same when Pac did it
Tell all them sucka n-ggas what the bizz is
Offset a decade, do a thing like he did here
sh-t, another year, another gig done
No chump chain, big thank millions
Yo, my money old but I'm still young
Then n-gga look at most the drama, I'mma get some
No more beef, people say goodbye to red meat
But cross a n-gga path and you dead meat
Remain on my gang time, after time
'97 call the bass head, 99 dime
'98 have provisions on 2-85 flyin
Skip where your micadilla, now they read that sign
Cut to the present and the rap game mine
Some things never change, it remains
I'm Trouble Man

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

Trouble man, I'm always in trouble man
Grand hustle man, I'm the motherf-ckin man
Trouble Man, stays in some trouble man
Bank rolls, rubber band, you can call me Trouble Man

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Can You Learn
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

"Can You Learn" is a song (track #7) by American hip hop recording artist, T.I., taken from his upcoming eighth studio album, 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head'. The song was produced by DJ Montay and features R&B superstar, R. Kelly. 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head' is due December 18, 2012, under Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records.

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T.I. Can You Learn Lyrics :-

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[Intro]

Eh
I got a question for the ladies out there, yea
Cause there’s a few things that I would like to know
Before I f-ck with you

Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea

You sure you wanna roll with me? I’m a complicated man
Live my life close to the edge, it ain’t even safe to stand
Trouble Man, always into something
Numb to the consequences, guess it’s coming if it’s coming
But so much shit they say that I can’t do because I’m famous
Guess I should live in a bubble like these other entertainers
The danger’s so enticing to me, I don’t even notice it
Guess I get away or get arrested ‘fore it’s over with
Prison sentence every year, got everybody after me
Reaper on my heels, I’m just praying he don’t catch a G
Imagine me and you, somewhere happy with a few hundred mills
Sill I could go to jail for some years
Cause I push it to the limit, the danger’s so exciting
I’m loving every minute, girl this life ain’t nothing like it
And you only live once so as long as I’m alive
I be living on the edge, shorty sure you wanna ride?

Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea

Ay ay ay
Aye, they say if the drugs ain’t the death of me, the lifestyle will be
Law keep arresting me, sucka wanna kill me
Still we in the fast lane, grind break, next speed
A million dollar sports car, smoking on the best weed
Fist fights in night clubs for rap beefs
Shootings, retaliations, yes that deed
I guess they just got to catch me when they catch me
Because I’m putting it in they life if they attempt to disrespect me
Especially when I know they say what go around come around
That’s why when we go around I keep a gun around
Cause bullshit, there be none around here
But I got a secret though, I wanna change – I swear
But suckas won’t let me and feds still sweat me
So I’m looking for the worst to have you praying for the best
Think you can help me if they get me? Could you handle shit for me?
Think about it, is your body sure the answer assuming me

Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea eh
Oh baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea

Girl would you give me your number? (tell the truth)
If I had an ok car, not much money
9 to 5, with a future on me oh
Tell me would you ever f-ck with a brother like me? (woud you?)
If I did time in my life, time in my life
Time in my life, time in my life
Tell me could you give your sex to me? (I really wanna know)
If I was fightin in the club, fightin in the club
Fightin in the club, fightin in the club

Hey baby!
Could you learn? (put your hands up)
Learn to love a troubled man
(If you got a drink I need you to put that in the air as well, ok?)
Hey musicjuzz.blogspot baby
Could you learn?
Could you learn to love a troubled man? Yea eh

[Outro]

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Wonderful Life
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

"Wonderful Life" is a new hot track by American hip hop recording artist, T.I.. The song is track #15 off his upcoming eighth studio album, 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head' set to be released on December 18, 2012, under Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records. I'm kinda liking this! Give it a listen and see if you feel the same.

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T.I. Wonderful Life Lyrics :-

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Uh yea
Uh oh oh

I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Aye Trill, lemme holla atcha

Making yo momma proud, looking in yo daughter’s eyes
Kickin the riches son’s trippin, never realize
How you got him? They’re so wrapped up in yo losses
You couldn’t the profits cuz they’ll be in the projects
It’s definitely some projects just poppin when niggas floppin
Some of you went back to prison, tipic, coulda been a coffee
Now since we talkin you be trippin never since like that
Appreciate you listened me but G, you still alive
I’m lookin down at you, and sendin smiles to you
I check the record now, oh tell to me get high wit you
Told you she would get you, that’s good cuz shorty proud wit you
Kids getting big, same king right into my circle
So meet me drive a car, see bubble triggers you
I see the money reppin, and he’s thinkin too
The days are beautiful, and major supercool
My life is over with ya’ll, your life is good to you

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
And you can tell everybody
This is your song

I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Sit down, son
And listen to me son, and pay attention to me
Seems like I’m the only one that you would listen to
I never knew the time that ain’t get to spare with you
Would ever resolve in you making yourself miserable
You gotta let it go, it’s painful, I already know
Pastors to playas, just learn from the grown
So you got crystal wit you? And your sister precious too
I’m proud of you, did better than I expected you to
Although I knew you was special when you was smaller
That’s why I was so much harder on you, knew you were smaller
That much come for the offer, I wasn’t much of a talker
Great to see you doin better than me, even as a father
Take good care of yo mama, overcoming the drama
Your life is wonderful sir, don’t let em take it from you
Keep living it to the fullest, treasure it, it’s a blessing
Be thankful for all this beauty, when it’s over with forget it

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(This is your song)
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
musicjuzz.blogspot
(Said This is your song)

I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Damn
What up, Feena? So good to hear from you, we missing you
Remembering all of our conversations, they be reminiscing you
The good the day they low, could tell they don’t know who they listen to
Today I watch Jeanette like she was my own and that could missing you
I swear it’s so unfair that I’m right here and you up there
I miss you so much and after the point I call your name but you not there
Now I can’t rest and I can’t do shit
Off my mind, I’m so upset
It wasn’t your time to beat me there
Broke my heart to see you there
Shot with bullets that were meant for me, families never forgiving me
I knew, but all I could do was follow your memory
But pops I thank you so much for living, I had to grow up
Slinging crack on the corner ain’t quite the future you wanted for me
Was it? And this pain I feel it never goes away
Does it? This load I carry get no lighter
I grew up all on my own with a broken heart and a broken home
Taught me everything I’ve known
Owe you everything I own
I must admit you raised a warrior, my life could be a story book
Hope you proud of me, didn’t graduate from college but
Thanks for listening to me,
So long, I had this problem dog
Til we meet in person let’s keep speaking through my verses for life

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(This is your song)
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(Said This is your song)

I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Trap Back Jumpin
• Album  : Pedestrian Verse

T.I. drops a 10-minute visual treatment for "Trap Back Jumpin," directed by Clifton Bell. For the video, the rapper returns to his hometown streets of Bankhead, Atlanta. The song previously leaked on September 14, 2012, before he performed it at the BET Hip Hop Awards is set to appear on his upcoming eighth studio album, 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head', in stores December 18, 2012.

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T.I. Trap Back Jumpin Lyrics :-

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[Hook:]
It’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t and back popping, ho
I show these sucka n-ggas how it go
I show you how to move a lot of blow
N-gga say they live but they lying
So it’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t back popping, b-tch
Hey, now who done say I’m not the sh-t
Hey, n-gga who you know that’s hot as this
Seriously, I’ll show you how to do the sh-t

[Verse 1:]
It’s time to getting bricks out of that bag
Put that scale back on the desk
Set that vision wear on the stove
Mix dope pounds wit that petro
Drop that water out off that pot
Let it boil up and get high
Then whip it good with your wrist like that
Thats how you triple every brick you get
Made paper off of that yayo
Ask Jays about me, bet they know
Your b-tch’ll f-ck when I say so
Plus got head bussing on my payroll
This Bankhead, homeboy, we don’t play
Violate me and this will be your day
Catch a n-gga coming out of the DOA
Hit ‘em with the chopper leave ‘em DOA
You can play with n-ggas, not me, okay?
Them other n-ggas suckers, I’m a G, okay?
T.I. K.I.N.G., okay?
Just respect that sh-t and you will be okay
Let’s get this sh-t straight once and for all
I run this sh-t, bar none of y’all
And nan one of y’all n-ggas bigger than me
Can’t none of y’all take this city from me
Take years off and i’m still tight
I half ass and they still like it
You keep trap sh-t when I feel like
Dopeboys know what I feel like
Dineros off kilos, big bank rolls don’t see lows
Of oz’s makes zeros, here we go

[Hook:]
It’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t and back popping, ho
I show these sucka n-ggas how it go
I show you how to move a lot of blow
N-gga say they loud but they lie
So it’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t back popping, b-tch
Hey, now who done say I’m not the sh-t
Hey, n-gga who you know that’s hot as this
Seriously, I’ll show you how to do the sh-t

[Verse 2:]
It’s time to put that work back in the stash box
Put that real on the corner, they slare
Hit that highway from bout five day then come back and get cash
Got head quarters and whole things
Chevrolets and them gold things
Got rolex, got Benzes, and it’s all off of that cocaine
It’s cold game but it’s cool though
Work get gone and I move blow
Won’t sit on it, it’s too low
You got twenty-one, well, here you go
I got big whips so sick y’all
And big suites, about six broads
Your sh-t hot, oh yeah bro, that sh-t drop won’t sell much
Platinum all in my wall dawg, crib big it like a mall dawg
I’m doing numbers like call logs
Lil small money, I call y’all
My house worth your whole life, your condo’s my old ice
You n-ggas barely in first class, I charter G4 flights
Can’t tell me sh-t, homie
Down here I’m good as it get, homie
Ain’t nobody got sh-t on me
I’m a little n-gga, but I’m big homie
I’m big homie , do big sh-t
No World Cup, I kick sh-t
Ride foreign, but don’t forget
I’m back trapping, got more bricks

[Hook:]
It’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t and back popping, ho
I show these sucka n-ggas how it go
I show you how to move a lot of blow
N-gga say they loud but they lie
So it’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t back popping, b-tch
Hey, now who done say I’m not the sh-t
Hey, n-gga who you know that’s hot as this
Seriously, I’ll show you how to do the sh-t

[Verse 3:]
It’s time to get them prepays and them metros
Get activated, talk in code
Over here we got big blow
Mix dope pounds) wit that petro
We get dough off anything
Got actavis if you sipping lean
Prescription pills and Molly
Even got Heroin if you ’bout it
Shawty my shop open up all night
Got blocks stacked up all white
Don’t like me, that’s alright
Come fight me, n-gga, yeah right
And n-gga get wrong and getting dead right
Get your musicjuzz.blogspot ass, ho
Get embarrassed, ho
All about my cash flow
Your new b-tch with my last ho
I got six sluts in my Maybach
Sixpack under my tanktop
I got a snub load that got six shots
N-gga try me, I think not
My temper bad, I might blank out
Bust a n-gga before I can even think about
What I got to lose if he bust a move
Well, I got to do what I got to do
Trap rolling, bumping, always selling something
You got it if you want it and whatever for the money
They in line for the product from a dime up
They know where to find him, do you know what it time for

[Hook:]
It’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t and back popping, ho
I show these sucka n-ggas how it go
I show you how to move a lot of blow
N-gga say they loud but they lie
So it’s time to get trap back jumping
Get sh-t back popping, b-tch
Hey, now who done say I’m not the sh-t
Hey, n-gga who you know that’s hot as this
Seriously, I’ll show you how to do the sh-t

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Hello
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

"Hello" is a brand new song recorded by American hip hop recording artist, T.I. off his upcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man: Heavy is the Head'. It features Goodie Mob’s Cee-Lo Green on the hook and is produced by Pharrell Williams. It will be officially released as the album's sixth promotional single on December 11, 2012. 'Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head' is set for release on December 18, 2012.

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T.I. Hello Lyrics :-

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[Intro: T.I.]
Skateboard
T.I.
Here we go...

[Hook: Cee-Lo Green]
Just keep going, and don't look back
And look forward from where you're at
There's some jealousy in your rearview
Wave hello, hello, hello...
Push that pedal to the max
Count that money that's in your lap
There's some jealousy in your rearview
Hello, hello, hello...

Hello...
Hello...
Hello...
Wave hello, hello, hello...

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Mashin' in the fast lane
Envy in my rearview
Mils in my windshield
Keep 'em in a clear view
Cheers to my partners who got it, we finally did it
And here's to the ones with potential to go and get it
We survived yesterday, foreign ride connoisseurs
Poppin' fly today, tomorrow ain't promised to us
Grind hard for dirty money but our heart's pure
Steady mobbin' on these suckers, man they're so funny to us
Broke niggas all smiles
When they run into us
Get by theyself, they talkin' tough but don't do nothin' to us
Call themselves paper chasin', when wealth be runnin' to us
You violate the Puppet Master, get your string pulled
Hustle Gang, King Team, label me the ring leader
Just showin' haters the tail lights of my two-seaters
Two heaters with me in the ride but I don't need 'em though
Left evil behind me, that's where I plan to keep it, go!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T.I.]
I hustle hard, forever shine
Pay haters no nevermind
Won't stop until we poppin' bottles at the finish line
Never been musicjuzz.blogspot the quitin' kind
Spirit, ain't no killin' mine
I'm gettin' mine, you don't like it, nigga, get in line
So many times I've shown dudes I won't lose
Time's precious but waste yours if you want to
Hey I made it and you didn't, for that I ain't to blame
Won't change a thing, the circumstance'll remain the same
Can't complain, I'm highly favored, my flavor's god given
So used to hate appreciation is a odd feelin'
Still I stay focused on the millions, tryin' to dodge prison
Prayin' as if for forgiveness, hopin' God listen
As far as dissin' me, pimpin', go ahead and have a ball
Meanwhile I'm getting' bread, determined to have it all
I'm talkin' money, sonny, if ain't none of that involved
Why is we conversing? This vehicle ain't reversin', go!

[Hook]

[Outro: T.I.]
Ow!
Let's go...
Hands up! Hands up!
Ah...
Get 'em, Tip!

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Sorry
• Album  : Trouble Man: Heavy is the Head

Enjoy another song called "Sorry" by Grammy-winning rapper, T.I.. This Jazze Pha-produced track features American rapper, André 3000 and is set to appear on his upcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man: Heavy is the Head' expected to hit stores on December 18, 2012 through Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records. Dope for sure. T.I. surprised me on this one.

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T.I. Sorry Lyrics :-

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[Verse 1 - T.I.]
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my n-gga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got to be rich, that broke shit is obsolete
Possibly off of my rocker, watch how you watching me
Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot
Officially silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium n-gga, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
While you clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke n-gga telling me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind n-gga telling me it's an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
But find a n-gga with more hustle then me I dare you to try
And according to the hand on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so f-ck ya'll

[Hook]
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to (2x)
(?) can't please everybody
You can't please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to

[Verse 2 - T.I.]
I grew up in the gutter, life a motherf-cker
I get that why I don't trust a motherf-cker
Seen a n-gga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with a b-tch and a n-gga f-ck her
I seen real g's destroyed by real suckers
Innocent ladies raped and defenseless babies abducted
Such a horrible truth, but you see it over and over
It's nothing, you numb to it and your heart grow colder
Pacify your pain with a chain and a Rover
f-ck it, justify your action by stacking your dough up
You show up with a brick of cocaine and baking soda
Just enough for me to blow up, n-gga hold up
Switch the flow up, cause these n-ggas be snitchin' so much
I promise all they missing's the badge, coffee, and donut
Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't convince me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
To make my partners resent me enough to come and get me
Catch me slippin' and hit me, just like they did 50
Cause I'm in the position that he think he should be given
Listen, dawg, the fact of the matter is
I'm on a narrow path and we all can't travel

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Andre 3000]
What it ain't, What it is?
Even if you gotta live
I learned that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass house on a hill
I used to be a way better writer and a rapper
When I used musicjuzz.blogspot to want a black ??
Now a n-gga speeding in a Porsche
Feeling like I'm going off a course
Cut these f-ck n-ggas off
n-gga TIP in my life scream that till im horse
Duck these get the f-ck off me projectiles, b-tch you ain't really got a choice
I'm living my life live yours
I don't even like rapping fast
But that's how the word come to me talk to me sideways n-gga that's your ass
Slow it down, this that shit that'll make you call your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for begging for all them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type of shit that'll make you call your rap partner
And say I'm sorry im awkward, my fault for f-ckin' up the tours
I hated all the attention so I ran from it
f-ck it if we did, but I hope we ain't lose no fans from it
I'm a grown-ass kid, you know ain't never cared about no damn money
Why do we try so hard to be stars, just to dodge comets
And this that shit that'll make you call your baby mama
When you gone on half a pill, don't know why but that I did
Then you take a flight back to the crib, y'all make love like college kids
And you say all the shit you gon' do better, we can try this shit again
'Round the time the dope wear off, you feel stupid, she feel lost
That's that dopamine, I mean dopamine you think you could done ??
Waiting in the hallway with her arms crossed
Her baby boy face full of applesauce
Maybe should have stayed but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure, I fell off, I'm sorry
Too strong and had to choose between you
And what the rest of the world might offer me, shit what would you do
Well I'd probably do it differently if second the chance
Only if some cool ass older man would've let me know in advance
This, this quarry, that is dug so deep in a father's chest
When he feel that he's broken up his nest
And he figured shit he was just doing the best that he could
Which end up being the worst that he could
And all some pussy n-gga on the internet can say is that verse ain't good
It's boring - boring?
Really?

When I'm disgusted with this world and I can hardly breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
She said lay down baby, baby, rest your weary head up
I love these distractions but my mind don't wanna rest
But my body disagree so I laid up on her breasts, yes
Ooooh, you are so f-cking fine
I woke up the next morning with new purpose on my mind

Ooooh, who knows your ponytail
Who knows your body well

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Ball
• Album  : Trouble Man

This is a hot smooth record titled "Ball" by American hip hop recording artist, T.I. featuring rapper, Lil Wayne. The song is set to appear on his forthcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man' slated for release on December 18, 2012, under Grand Hustle and Atlantic Records. T.I. said to Rap-Up: "It's a dope record. It's high energy, party, Southern club, fancy sh-t."

Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present T.I. - Ball. Ball lyric performed by T.I. also available below.

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[T.I.:]
Okay we walk off in this b-tch
Ballin’ in this b-tch
Hoppin’ out of Lambos and Ferraris in this b-tch
Poppin’ bottles with a thick red super model b-tch
They may talk a lot of that but they cant do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the lights on
So I grab the Audemar and threw the ice on
I’ma big dawg, got em pissed off
A lot of n-ggas rapping, ain’t none this raw
They like, eh look at T.I., ballin’ in the V.I.
Bunch of bad b-tches with a looking like Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out
Go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go hard

[Hook:]
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

[T.I.:]
The club full of bad b-tches and they came to play
Okay it must be your hair cause it aint your face
Now if you looking for them bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section where it’s at girl
Okay do you wanna kick it with a n-gga with a meal ticket
Broke n-gga looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right hoe, roll a dice hoe
And oyu aint gotta be a dyke cause you like hoe
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, buss it open
If you wanna get drunk

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne:]
Ain’t no n-gga like a Young Money n-gga
Pop that pussy like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up like an elevator
b-tch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that musicjuzz.blogspot.com dick like darts
Drink all muddy, flag all bloody
I’m killin’ these hoes like that n-gga Ted Bundy
I’m a good looking rapper, I ain’t tryna stunt
Ima fire my blunt like Donald Trump
Where you at hoe? Where you at hoe?
Can a n-gga stick key up in ya back door
Tunechi

[Hook:]

[T.I.:]
And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it’s really too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke n-ggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I like my women fat, ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair dont care as long as none down there
If its manicured I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some money in the air

[Hook]

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• Artist : T.I.
• Song   : Go Get It
• Album  : Trouble Man

Check out this brand new track titled "Go Get It" by American hip hop recording artist, T.I. set to be featured on his upcoming eighth studio album 'Trouble Man'. It was produced by T-Minus. 'Trouble Man' is expected to be released on September 4, 2012.

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T.I. Go Get It Lyrics :-

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[Hook:]
I gotta grind, won’t stop
Hustle won’t quit
Shine like no other, I be on some other sh-t
I got a high price lifestyle super bad b-tch
If I want it, then I got it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bidness
Ball till I fall, floss until I finish
I can go, get it, stay about my bidness
I’m living just to kill it, stacking million to the ceiling

[Verse 1:]
Eveyday I ball brown, all I wanna do is ball
Put my money over b-tches, put my hustle over all
Louie down to the drawers, Luis Vuitton kicks
Got a man, how to swagger, b-tch I’m stupid dumb sick
With a group of young b-tches and they stupid dumb thick
I’m the marathon man, all I do is run sh-t
A sophisticated convict, superficial, still official
Multimillion dollar sh-t
Money is the object, hot sh-t
b-tch I got a sawnoff on my arm
See bigger with no diamond
They just talk about they got it,
I’m the upper echelon, though
b-tch I‘m bout that action, you could go on with that convo
I have done more than you dream bout
Get your dream b-tch and your dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough, that’s all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I live life, up late night
Get sh-t fake when I take flight
I get paid, no sick days
My outfit’s so switch blade
Don’t sniff yay, but I blow dro
Bank roll on loco
Still ride with that 44
Don’t let my P-O know
Bad white b-tch super thick
I’m Ice T, she Coco

She got another b-tch, other b-tches
Her ass fat, face so-so, no paper triail
No phone call, no emails, no photos
Just backshot, with that fat butt
And low blow headbutts in slow-mo
Purple label polo and a crew that’s what I do
Man I strive and roll my denim in my new Margiella shoes
Man, we be cool if we just parle
On Margharita Molly and the strong?
We menagin’ for a hobby
We kick it how we kick it
Know you envy how I’m living
Just can’t resist the
musicjuzz.blogspot.com
Get the million bout my business
Bro you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough that’s all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

[Hook]

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