Undertaker lyrics

Song information

Artist: T.I.
Album: King

Lyrics

Ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight
Run up on your bitch and ask her what that pussy hit like ?
At first she actin' funny, but in a minute I knew she'd get right
Get down, got her fuckin' with another bitch now
I'm king of all that I survey, remember this tip town
And you aint ready pussy nigga better set it down
We mag night and rock steady nigga spittin rounds
Turn ur stomach to spaghetti when you hit the ground
Toss the choppas in the chevy now we mashin down
Campbellton, countin' all your benjamins and hamiltons
As far as im concerned your just a job for the janitors
Don't disregard I'm a guard your an amature
Hidin' behind your body guards and your manager
I pimp hard through all the pages in the calender
Bitch is pimp squad, its all action no cameras

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You know what it is, you know what it is
You know what it is, you know what is is
Shawty we bury niggaz, shawty we bury niggaz
Shawty we bury niggaz, shawty we bury niggaz, ... the undertaker
You know what it is, you know what it is
You know what it is, you know what is is
Shawty we bury niggaz, shawty we bury niggaz
Shawty we bury niggaz, shawty we bury niggaz, ... the undertaker

Yo, standin on the trap with me, mashin' me is best for me
1000 round magazine, my partner say no attackin' me
I'm a to the average b, respiratory ??, fruit chevy, h-ic, my lyrics hit like hiv
Spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me
Bullets chip your l-i-p and dirty all your h-i-p's
Shout out to your homies where they're feedin um through they iv
From the westside where they say I be
The way I be, the ruler of all I survery I be
Laid back, yay's back, triple kiwi maybach
Weed match the benz, cush triple kiwI'd 80 pack
Old school baby crack, I'm tryin' to bring the 80's back
Haitians give me hated crack, cuz my momma hated crack
Til' we got evicted and I came through and done ate his ass
Playa back, we rhyme we I live, I'm a zone 3 hustla niggaz know what it is

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May we all bow our heads, and pray for this nigga
The undertakers comin any day for this nigga
They hate um' in the hood, from the dreams he been sellin'
I read the paperwork and it seems you was tellin'
You know what it is, and you know who I'm talkin' bout
When the feds came, I didn't open up my mouth
Waht you scared for ?, niggaz know you've been a hoe
It was like homie, shit was all good just a week ago
Get the goons ready start up your vehicle
And shoot at any fuckin' car you ain't seen before
Pick up the shells, and we use an automatic
They gave 50 years to my nigga lil' travis
See I'm movin trap, and let um trip over the wires
And then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir
Catch um before I do, t.i. go and handle your biz
When you see me holler at me homie you know what it is ..

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