T.I.
T.I. - Did You Forget lyrics
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[Verse 1:] Say buddy you in my lane You backin up the game You lame You want fame? I can give it to yah daddy I ain't took my meds for weeks And I ain't feelin fuckin batty So if I put the tip of this fifth To your dick suckin lips And I give yah the whole clip Then we both get what we want You get on the front page And I get one less chump I encourage all frauds to jump I heard they taste like chicken And my bitch is in the kitchen With a pot of hot grease And a couple side dishes Go figure no meat Slice this nigga up so we can eat Kill the reeses on the raps Trouble makers on the beat You dudes be talkin so street And that talk be soundin tough Untill you gotta talk to me The authentic is off limits You don't talk to the truth If you talkin about gimics I am the game I'm not in it That means fifteen years not fifteen minutes nigga [Chorus:] Let's hear it for the bad guy Clap when he get away Live to kill another day Heres a toast to the gun throats Niggas who ain't the list that don't mind gun smoke To my life time criminals Remind em what fear is we tired of that whip shit And if you feelin how I'm feelin Put your drinks in the air for the law start killen [Verse 2:] The call me reese they uno the sumo Used to push D like kumo You know I'm the realest nigga that do this Got a crew of real spitters That'll murder this new shit I encourage the ladies stay away From the techno papa today That shit is gay The good old years I talk about Is when a loud mouth nigga still got stomped out Now everybodys so passive aggressive You'll get locked up teachin niggas a lesson But it's only so much testin I can take before I break And I expose my weapon I might hit L.A rappin Last of the heat and start cars still beatin I'm on the west side geekin This is the turf that I stick my cleats in [Chorus:] Let's hear it for the bad guy Clap when he get away Live to kill another day Heres a toast to the gun throats Niggas who ain't the list that don't mind gun smoke To my life time criminals Remind em what fear is we tired of that whip shit And if you feelin how I'm feelin Put your drinks in the air for the law start killen