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Sangtekst: T.I.. King Uncaged. Ya Hear Me.

Hopping out a dropped Impala, pants hanging to my ankles
Feel 'em hate from every angle, they intimidated, ain't I
I'ma beast, they don't like to see me walking outta prison
I ain't trippin', I don't owe 'em nothing but a ass whippin'

What you looking at? Bro, you better cut the television on
Don't want us on yo' ass, best to get the gettin' on
Home, I'm waitin' on ya if you want it
I ain't gotta go fo' bad, I jus' go for my opponent

I ain't looking for no trouble I ain't ducking none, neither
Say a nigga jumping ship, I say so fuck 'em I don't need 'em
Still greet 'em with the same smile like I used to
Get wild if you choose to I ain't finna shoot, shoot

End up head bump, bloody nose, loose tooth
Whoop a nigga ass by his self or with a group too
Who? Fight back, oh, it like that?
Where my knife at? Shawty, I be right back

Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank

Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now? Good

We gon' do it big like we did befo', fresh off of a K
A cell, motivation, ho, guess that's all it take
I got they ass with my poker face, wait 'til they get a load of me
Like the joker say

A lot of time that bullshit'll pass, but it ain't today
Gon' be a
(Cold ten, man down)
Like Frankie say, hey
At the lair where the players meet
So all squares kick rocks with your bare feet, bitches cherish me

King back , nigga, raise up
Safe to say them suckas wanna see me caged up
That chapter's over, pass the mic, and set the stage up
Throw yo' A's up, tell my P.O. I don't blaze up, Pee Wee fire the haze up

They praise us 'cause old heads recognize the G in him
Black Card, No Limit like P. and them
Ain't nobody seein' him, who fuckin' with shawty and them
We pull up, bitches yell out OMG just like my daughter and them

Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank

Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now? Good

I'm in a jet black Camaro wit' me eyes on a sparrow
They say I can't have no pistol so I bought a bow and arrow
I'm just waitin', niggas saying it ain't the same and I get back
See ain't a damn thing change but my 6-pack

You want wreck, you can get that
But all the disrespecting, shawty, I ain't wit' that
And partner, I ain't feelin' the chit chat
Coming where a nigga had to break 'em off a piece, like a Kit Kat

Tell them cat bless me to impress me
Best leave or get wet like a jet ski
Overseas, where you catch me
And when they holler King, nigga, they don't mean Elvis Presley

Hard-body, lumped up, chest like a dump truck
Keep the sword on me, shawty, this ain't what you want, brah
I ain't gotta bust ya, if you close enough you getting stuck
Leave a nigga dripping like a sippy cup, pick 'em up

Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
The King pull it right, big bank take lil' bank

Fresh out the box, I betta mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100K ain't nothin' to brag 'bout
(Ya hear me?)
We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now? Good