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    T.I. Told You So текст песни

    Told You So

    Grand Hustle Pimp..

    Hey, whats happenin shorty

    Me being a true player and all

    I mean you know as a stand up guy you know

    I really hate to say I told you so

    But, man I told you so

    Back when we said we were goin to run this shit man

    When we said Pimp Squad Click, Grand Hustle was the business

    When we said their was a whole nother side of Atlanta

    A nother bunch of motherfuckers in the trap, y’all didnt know

    Man, I told you so

    They thought a pimp wasn’t s’posed to blow

    Because I was rappin about moving o’s and blow

    Pimp I told you so

    They thought that Outkast closed the door

    And Ludacris came in and sold his 4?

    Man, I told you so

    The Mac, C-Rod, Kuntry and Dro

    And AK had the coldest flow

    Nigga, I told you so

    I said the future was right up under your nose

    You thought the south wouldn’t explode no more

    Remember, I told you so

    Way back when Kriss-Kross was hollering «Jump» on ya tube

    They was still gettin jumped at school, we used to tote them tools

    Don’t get me wrong I’ll give respect to them dudes

    But approach us wrong, and we’ll smoke them fools, ain’t no joke it’s the truth

    Fuck a hater, let ‘em do what it do

    I’m busy now, but I’ll be through in a few

    And then I’m coming for you

    So keep shit talking like it’s something to do

    I’ll spend a 100 grand get a killer something to do

    I been hustlin since 92′ when I heard UGK

    Hollering «Pocket Full of Stones» I was on my way

    Had a history in the yay, before I started to trap

    13, let me take you back farther than that

    When my uncles was baggin blocks, used to count the stacks

    I was only 8, and my grand-daddy can vouch for that

    And my pops had alot of work, alot of folk he got ‘em work

    And ran numbers, said if he ain’t wanna, he ain’t gotta work

    Why I sold rocks, I guess I got from pops

    My uncles ? man ? a chip off the old block

    The nigga you hear now the same one from off the old block

    Who used to stand on Front St. and get off the old block

    I remember the P$C, Killer Mike, David Banner and me and YoungBloodz

    Ran through Atlanta with heat, when even Atlanta was sleep

    Nigga, back before you heard of me

    I was middle man into serving keys when KC was serving 3

    I’m on top because I deserved to be

    So simmer down, calm your nerves at least

    Speak your words with peace

    Before you lay out on the curb deceased

    Think about it, it’s absurd to beef

    I took my songs to street

    He told me dopeboy was the bomb in the street

    Since then, my name rang like alarms in the street

    Who knew how long it would be

    If only LA knew how wrong he could be

    I told you ain’t nobody stronger than me

    This southern rap shit of the day is something I helped design

    Puerto Rico of the mix show I’ll let you know who the next in line

    the Snowman, Paul Wall, the Thug ?

    Alot of other niggaz shouldn’t of even been signed

    Thats a opinion of mine

    Because these niggaz be neglecting the grind

    Ain’t waiting on nobody to let me shine, I’ma go get me mine

    And then they wonder why they checks behind

    Cuz TIP was 20k? back in the day, need me to press rewind

    What be on these niggaz mind, man don’t get me to lyin

    I seen ya kind, dopeboy, and that ain’t even ya kind

    Ain’t never sold a gram of crack, and ain’t no need of ya tryin

    Back in the trap, pimp I don’t see him survivin



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