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T.I.]
Don't how many times

[Verse 1: Louie & (T.I.)]
Coney Island with a shotgun
New York, BK, where I come
Now who the in New York? I don't care son
Now who the in New York? I don't care son
You know I up on your block, 100 round run
Looking out the window with a chopper I'm Malcolm
Be the outcome, RIP to Doe B, an real one
How times?
(Don't how many times)
How many
You pay me a verse, 200 a
You book me a show, hit your town and I
(Don't know how times)
Fuck the Hustle, get ready to die
All of you rappers, who fucking with
All of you rappers, who fucking with

T.I.]
Don't know how many
know how many times
Don't know how many
Don't know how many

2: T.I.]
How many times must I you
I you, won't do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, shoot at the 9
check, we jump through
And run through and by pressing rewind
Sucker, ain't no to ask how I do
Just believe me and my shooter, we fine
And all I demand is
You can do that and we
Shit you not be to
you wet like Moet, nowhere to be found
How many times I show you
You gon' get the cane, I'm fucking you
It's over, hustle as as you know it
And there, the decision is over

T.I.]
Don't know how times
Don't how many times
Don't know how many
Don't how many times

[Verse 3: King & (T.I.(]
How many times will you listen to lies from these frivolous
I'm so sick of these
After your funeral we shoot up your repast, up on your old ass
(Don't how many times)
How many will I run up that cash just to fuck up that cash
I can't die with that cash so I spend that cash
With chick and a buddy, we having a blast
(Don't know how times)
I don't why haters mad at me
Sneak dissing, end up a
(Don't how many times)
Hang arounds looking like
up and bow to your majesty
(Don't how many times)
Boss shit, I could get you for free
Could you please excuse the of me
out my mama, she had a G
Picture me rolling,

T.I.]
Don't know how times
Don't know how times
Don't know how times
Don't know how times