| ALL Soundtracks | Browse by soundtrack: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9 |
| Browse by artist: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9 |
|
|
Hustle & Flow Soundtrack lyrics I'm A King (The Remix) lyrics PSC feat. T.I. & Lil Scrappy [Verse One: T.I.] Now, e'rybody wanna be the king of the South When, they ain't runnin a damn thing but they mouth No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion But in the South and in the hood it's understood without sayin It's a given, and ain't because of what I'm doin for a livin It's, mo' because of what I do and how I'm livin Not to mention when I'm rappin I'm just hurtin niggaz feelings (Niggaz feelings) And still chillin on somethin that's into healing Made provisions for the clique to continue keepin it pimpin Whether crack was in the house or record sales was through the ceiling So say what you want, and do what you please But for fun, I shoot 22's from your shoes to your knees I run a record label and a crew of G's So, niggaz'll come and look for you if ya sneeze or even breathe the wrong way, you better do what the song say And be easy, or else it'll be a long day [Chorus: T.I.] I'm a king - bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans I'm a king - you pussy niggaz couldn't see me in your dreams I'm a king - top topic of all of your magazines I'm a king - head of the body, leader of the team I'm a king - remember I can get your block knocked off I'm a king - a Bentley coupe with the top chopped off I'm a king - I'm connectin nationwide but in the South I'm a king - just respect it and keep my name out'cha mouth [Verse Two: Lil Scrappy] I'm the prince shorty don't get it twisted Been callin shots simpin 'fore my flows existed And still find birds in my momma kitchen You might see me burnin purple in the subdivision I got soldiers on deck, babyface pimpin Whatchu' know 'bout dat, I get a bad Brenda with that vert' top back, my jeans feelin tight cause my pockets stay fat, playa better know that My neck got so much shit, danglin Big dick, big chain, we just keep on hangin Got a Hollywood ho, and a broad that be sangin They be hatin cause I'm famous {?} what I was thankin And this for every don nigga thankin he passed me Y'all just thank that you gone and the shit'll be nasty I'ma stay ballin, ballin off my old school classic Lil Scrap got big bank, now see if you can match it [Chorus] [Verse Three: P$C] Shorty I'm down with the kings, so call me the greatest Number one hustler, I keep the street blazin If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and sell raisins While y'all cherry pickin hustlers out here slavin That king shit nigga runs deep in my veins Pump through my heart, live in my bone marrow mayne That's pimpin! My gas is premium like octane Cain't tell me nuttin 'bout stackin these Benja-maynes I'm the king of the Dirty, see me seated in the throne Overruled other dudes like Caesar did in Rome With a prince that's so demandin and an aura so strong The South ain't been represented like this in so long I'm an emperor, you best be glad I'm workin on my temper Otherwise I'd cock a pistol, send some missiles to your temple Disrespect us I'ma blick 'em 'til I get you plain and simple Brass knuckles to your dentals blast suckers in they dimples [Chorus] [T.I.] I'm a king Other Hustle & Flow Soundtrack lyrics: Still Tippin' (Remix) lyrics Bad Bitch Remix lyrics Swerve lyrics |