Grand Royal Lyrics
| Song | Grand Royal |
| Artist | T.I. |
| Album | I'm Serious |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Harris | |
| What? (Nigga, what.) | |
| I'm the King of the Motherfuckin south. (Huh, what? I'm T.I.P nigga.) | |
| Picture that, nigga. (Try me then nigga. King of the South.) | |
| I ain't got no hits. | |
| Nigga, kiss my ass, nigga. (Bust me then, sucka. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.) | |
| Nigga, I been bustin'. You don't like it. Outbust me then, nigga. | |
| Nigga, I can fight nigga. I can say what the fuck I wanna say, nigga. (PSC.) | |
| King of the got damn south. Bust me then, nigga. | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Might see T.I.P in one of them drop things | |
| Way down the block, man | |
| Swervin in and out of lanes, gettin some hot brain | |
| I'm tellin ya, I'm hot man | |
| From here to Scott Lane | |
| You know the day I drop, man | |
| Shawty, I'm not playin | |
| Now hold up, st-stop dammit | |
| Shawty, you're not jammin' | |
| If you hear one more, got dammit | |
| I-I-I can't stand it | |
| I'm taking over spots to damage that B.I.G and Pac image you got | |
| Stop dick ridin, your shit's tired | |
| I doubt if even your bitch buy it for six 'ollars | |
| I can't see how niggas who not spittin ask why they not winnin' | |
| Or why their record not spinnin, why niggas not feelin it | |
| Cause that shit is not real, and we know you're not out killin shit | |
| [Chorus 2X] | |
| Crown grand royalty | |
| Shawty, I must be | |
| Whoever wanna shut me, uh-up | |
| Just outbust me | |
| Until then I'm king hood, don't act like you ain't know it | |
| You wanna be supreme, hood, go get 16 for it | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I been spittin since way back like the seats in the Lac, nigga | |
| Since the days of 97 sats in the back of the trap, nigga | |
| I ain't a rap nigga, I just happen to rap | |
| what is different? | |
| I ain't gotta act and still i'm hotta than that nigga | |
| I think all of ya wack niggas should give your plaques | |
| to the real killas and crack dealers writing your script | |
| get a grip, you need your ass whipped, for tryin to be famous | |
| everybody know my flow is chainless and that's how i remain | |
| is T-I-P, K-I-N-G, O-F-D-A-S-O, a U-T-H | |
| labeled as one of the greatest when it comes to the flow | |
| give a damn what you think | |
| cause if the legends of the south ain't complainin | |
| like Outkast and Goodie Mob | |
| what the hell and the fuck do i care what you sayin | |
| I'm T.I.P. | |
| [Chorus 2X] | |
| What, what, what | |
| Yal still ain't heard | |
| Pussy nigga, yal still ain't heard | |
| T.I.P., King of the South, shut your motherfuckin mouth | |
| Or come see bout me, homie | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Well, whether you can't live with it | |
| Or you just can't love it | |
| One thing that you can't say | |
| is shawty we ain't bustin | |
| I was the King of the South before my single was out | |
| I gave you everything from the ho to the dope game | |
| Now hold up, wa-uh-wait shawty, wanna buy at 8 shorties | |
| So go and get the weight shawty, out of the safe for me | |
| They all can go for 140, meet me at 1:40 | |
| Now hey, don't play no games with me | |
| I ain't no lame sissy | |
| All I'ma bring wit me, is the niggas who hang with me | |
| They smoke and drank and slang with me | |
| So they'll bang with me | |
| Know if they came with me, that they dyin to die for me | |
| Or bust a 45 at the blink of a eye for me | |
| Now don't be fuckin round, f-fore you be duckin down | |
| You ain't goin hear that bustin sound | |
| Til right 'fore you touch the ground | |
| Now know that AK'll turn you browner than Bobby | |
| and I were raised in the yay, rappin just was my hobby | |
| I'm king hood | |
| [Chorus 3x] | |
| [T.I. - talking] | |
| What? | |
| King of the South | |
| Motherfuck yal niggas | |
| What? | |
| Nigga, yal don't know | |
| This my city, nigga | |
| ATL, nigga | |
| What? | |
| I washawty born and raised, nigga | |
| Die here | |
| Born and raised, nigga | |
| Bankhead-born, Bankhead-bred | |
| One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead | |
| Nigga, what? | |
| Outbust me then | |
| ATL in this motherfucker | |
| You don't like it, nigga | |
| Kiss my motherfuckin ass | |
| Get a Benz then talk, nigga | |
| I don't give a fuck what you think about that little bitty-ass house you got | |
| Nigga, get a house on a lake | |
| Then come tell me somethin, nigga | |
| You don't like down south | |
| Fuck you then | |
| Got plenty dick for your mouth | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| I can fight | |
| Come see bout me | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| PSC in this muthafucka |
| zuo ci : Harris | |
| What? Nigga, what. | |
| I' m the King of the Motherfuckin south. Huh, what? I' m T. I. P nigga. | |
| Picture that, nigga. Try me then nigga. King of the South. | |
| I ain' t got no hits. | |
| Nigga, kiss my ass, nigga. Bust me then, sucka. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. | |
| Nigga, I been bustin'. You don' t like it. Outbust me then, nigga. | |
| Nigga, I can fight nigga. I can say what the fuck I wanna say, nigga. PSC. | |
| King of the got damn south. Bust me then, nigga. | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Might see T. I. P in one of them drop things | |
| Way down the block, man | |
| Swervin in and out of lanes, gettin some hot brain | |
| I' m tellin ya, I' m hot man | |
| From here to Scott Lane | |
| You know the day I drop, man | |
| Shawty, I' m not playin | |
| Now hold up, ststop dammit | |
| Shawty, you' re not jammin' | |
| If you hear one more, got dammit | |
| III can' t stand it | |
| I' m taking over spots to damage that B. I. G and Pac image you got | |
| Stop dick ridin, your shit' s tired | |
| I doubt if even your bitch buy it for six ' ollars | |
| I can' t see how niggas who not spittin ask why they not winnin' | |
| Or why their record not spinnin, why niggas not feelin it | |
| Cause that shit is not real, and we know you' re not out killin shit | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Crown grand royalty | |
| Shawty, I must be | |
| Whoever wanna shut me, uhup | |
| Just outbust me | |
| Until then I' m king hood, don' t act like you ain' t know it | |
| You wanna be supreme, hood, go get 16 for it | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I been spittin since way back like the seats in the Lac, nigga | |
| Since the days of 97 sats in the back of the trap, nigga | |
| I ain' t a rap nigga, I just happen to rap | |
| what is different? | |
| I ain' t gotta act and still i' m hotta than that nigga | |
| I think all of ya wack niggas should give your plaques | |
| to the real killas and crack dealers writing your script | |
| get a grip, you need your ass whipped, for tryin to be famous | |
| everybody know my flow is chainless and that' s how i remain | |
| is TIP, KING, OFDASO, a UTH | |
| labeled as one of the greatest when it comes to the flow | |
| give a damn what you think | |
| cause if the legends of the south ain' t complainin | |
| like Outkast and Goodie Mob | |
| what the hell and the fuck do i care what you sayin | |
| I' m T. I. P. | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| What, what, what | |
| Yal still ain' t heard | |
| Pussy nigga, yal still ain' t heard | |
| T. I. P., King of the South, shut your motherfuckin mouth | |
| Or come see bout me, homie | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Well, whether you can' t live with it | |
| Or you just can' t love it | |
| One thing that you can' t say | |
| is shawty we ain' t bustin | |
| I was the King of the South before my single was out | |
| I gave you everything from the ho to the dope game | |
| Now hold up, wauhwait shawty, wanna buy at 8 shorties | |
| So go and get the weight shawty, out of the safe for me | |
| They all can go for 140, meet me at 1: 40 | |
| Now hey, don' t play no games with me | |
| I ain' t no lame sissy | |
| All I' ma bring wit me, is the niggas who hang with me | |
| They smoke and drank and slang with me | |
| So they' ll bang with me | |
| Know if they came with me, that they dyin to die for me | |
| Or bust a 45 at the blink of a eye for me | |
| Now don' t be fuckin round, ffore you be duckin down | |
| You ain' t goin hear that bustin sound | |
| Til right ' fore you touch the ground | |
| Now know that AK' ll turn you browner than Bobby | |
| and I were raised in the yay, rappin just was my hobby | |
| I' m king hood | |
| Chorus 3x | |
| T. I. talking | |
| What? | |
| King of the South | |
| Motherfuck yal niggas | |
| What? | |
| Nigga, yal don' t know | |
| This my city, nigga | |
| ATL, nigga | |
| What? | |
| I washawty born and raised, nigga | |
| Die here | |
| Born and raised, nigga | |
| Bankheadborn, Bankheadbred | |
| One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead | |
| Nigga, what? | |
| Outbust me then | |
| ATL in this motherfucker | |
| You don' t like it, nigga | |
| Kiss my motherfuckin ass | |
| Get a Benz then talk, nigga | |
| I don' t give a fuck what you think about that little bittyass house you got | |
| Nigga, get a house on a lake | |
| Then come tell me somethin, nigga | |
| You don' t like down south | |
| Fuck you then | |
| Got plenty dick for your mouth | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| I can fight | |
| Come see bout me | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| PSC in this muthafucka |
| zuò cí : Harris | |
| What? Nigga, what. | |
| I' m the King of the Motherfuckin south. Huh, what? I' m T. I. P nigga. | |
| Picture that, nigga. Try me then nigga. King of the South. | |
| I ain' t got no hits. | |
| Nigga, kiss my ass, nigga. Bust me then, sucka. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. | |
| Nigga, I been bustin'. You don' t like it. Outbust me then, nigga. | |
| Nigga, I can fight nigga. I can say what the fuck I wanna say, nigga. PSC. | |
| King of the got damn south. Bust me then, nigga. | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Might see T. I. P in one of them drop things | |
| Way down the block, man | |
| Swervin in and out of lanes, gettin some hot brain | |
| I' m tellin ya, I' m hot man | |
| From here to Scott Lane | |
| You know the day I drop, man | |
| Shawty, I' m not playin | |
| Now hold up, ststop dammit | |
| Shawty, you' re not jammin' | |
| If you hear one more, got dammit | |
| III can' t stand it | |
| I' m taking over spots to damage that B. I. G and Pac image you got | |
| Stop dick ridin, your shit' s tired | |
| I doubt if even your bitch buy it for six ' ollars | |
| I can' t see how niggas who not spittin ask why they not winnin' | |
| Or why their record not spinnin, why niggas not feelin it | |
| Cause that shit is not real, and we know you' re not out killin shit | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Crown grand royalty | |
| Shawty, I must be | |
| Whoever wanna shut me, uhup | |
| Just outbust me | |
| Until then I' m king hood, don' t act like you ain' t know it | |
| You wanna be supreme, hood, go get 16 for it | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I been spittin since way back like the seats in the Lac, nigga | |
| Since the days of 97 sats in the back of the trap, nigga | |
| I ain' t a rap nigga, I just happen to rap | |
| what is different? | |
| I ain' t gotta act and still i' m hotta than that nigga | |
| I think all of ya wack niggas should give your plaques | |
| to the real killas and crack dealers writing your script | |
| get a grip, you need your ass whipped, for tryin to be famous | |
| everybody know my flow is chainless and that' s how i remain | |
| is TIP, KING, OFDASO, a UTH | |
| labeled as one of the greatest when it comes to the flow | |
| give a damn what you think | |
| cause if the legends of the south ain' t complainin | |
| like Outkast and Goodie Mob | |
| what the hell and the fuck do i care what you sayin | |
| I' m T. I. P. | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| What, what, what | |
| Yal still ain' t heard | |
| Pussy nigga, yal still ain' t heard | |
| T. I. P., King of the South, shut your motherfuckin mouth | |
| Or come see bout me, homie | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Well, whether you can' t live with it | |
| Or you just can' t love it | |
| One thing that you can' t say | |
| is shawty we ain' t bustin | |
| I was the King of the South before my single was out | |
| I gave you everything from the ho to the dope game | |
| Now hold up, wauhwait shawty, wanna buy at 8 shorties | |
| So go and get the weight shawty, out of the safe for me | |
| They all can go for 140, meet me at 1: 40 | |
| Now hey, don' t play no games with me | |
| I ain' t no lame sissy | |
| All I' ma bring wit me, is the niggas who hang with me | |
| They smoke and drank and slang with me | |
| So they' ll bang with me | |
| Know if they came with me, that they dyin to die for me | |
| Or bust a 45 at the blink of a eye for me | |
| Now don' t be fuckin round, ffore you be duckin down | |
| You ain' t goin hear that bustin sound | |
| Til right ' fore you touch the ground | |
| Now know that AK' ll turn you browner than Bobby | |
| and I were raised in the yay, rappin just was my hobby | |
| I' m king hood | |
| Chorus 3x | |
| T. I. talking | |
| What? | |
| King of the South | |
| Motherfuck yal niggas | |
| What? | |
| Nigga, yal don' t know | |
| This my city, nigga | |
| ATL, nigga | |
| What? | |
| I washawty born and raised, nigga | |
| Die here | |
| Born and raised, nigga | |
| Bankheadborn, Bankheadbred | |
| One nigga down goin be Bankhead dead | |
| Nigga, what? | |
| Outbust me then | |
| ATL in this motherfucker | |
| You don' t like it, nigga | |
| Kiss my motherfuckin ass | |
| Get a Benz then talk, nigga | |
| I don' t give a fuck what you think about that little bittyass house you got | |
| Nigga, get a house on a lake | |
| Then come tell me somethin, nigga | |
| You don' t like down south | |
| Fuck you then | |
| Got plenty dick for your mouth | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| I can fight | |
| Come see bout me | |
| Ho ass nigga | |
| PSC in this muthafucka |
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