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[Intro: T.I. and Young Dro]
MMK b*tch!
Yo n*gga f*ck dat n*gga
T.I. n*gga TIP said that you understand that?
n*gga I'm talking n*gga Grindhouse n*gga '96 sh*t n*gga you know what I'm sayin?
Behind the trap sh*t know what I'm sayin?

[Chorus: T.I.]
Don't try 'n' show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch we gonna go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in this b*tch
Yeah we gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch

[Verse 1: T.I.]
I got my fight game ready and my nine aimed steady
Chopper in the Chevy if they want it come and get it
Tell em bring to the Square or do i have to go and get 'em?
Drawn out on this corner he about to be beheaded
Let him up --> You know TIP temper bad
They won't upset him
Or shorty he gonna learn a lesson first-hand don't tell him
Let him keep flexin i ain't screamin I ain't yellin
I'm gonna go upside his mellon with that loaded Smith 'n' Wesson
(POW!) Put the business end of the pistol in his face he start bailin
You can't take the check and I'm gonna have to go stretch him
He try to get away guess I'm gonna have to go catch him
Don't care how many people seen nobody gonna help him
Juss laughin till somebody happen to come smell him
Disrespect the King's presence I'm gonna treat ya like a peasant
Shorty .357 in '91 when I was 11!
So f*ck Chris Kelly
What i care?
Go and tell dat n*gga
[Chorus: T.I.]
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch we gonna go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch we gonna go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch

[Verse 2: T.I.]
I'm so above em
Ho's soft
I went in your jaw and
Followed you to your car
And then blew both your doors off
See what happen
And my action won't call over your talk
Figured I was just a rapper i dont know what them folks thought
Hit them clips and got lost ain't nobody got caught
Snitches try to come and sue me
Look at what i got off
n*gga comin with that hatin get your face shot off
And you done came to me for what
Let's get this straight you not a boss. n*gga floss
Bigga talk figures
My homeboys they all killas
Got the strength to off n*ggas
'specially them the soft n*ggas
Call yourself a soft dealer
Need to knock it off n*gga
'fore i kill the first one
Paralyze the third and fourth n*gga
No i ain't gonna let up juss like yola I'm a crook n*gga
Stand-up guy head busta by the book n*gga
I ain't shook n*gga lemme say this for the hook -->
It's still Pimp Squad Click
Now chain got took n*gga!
[Chorus: T.I.]
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
'Ey we gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
You tryin to show off in this b*tch?
We gonna go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Tryin to show off in this b*tch we gonna go off in this b*tch
Yeah we gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch

[Verse 3: Young Dro]
Who the f*ck you hatin on
You caught Dro off in this b*tch
A grenade 'll make n*gga's head blow off in this b*tch
I'm fittin to go off in this b*tch i got my ho off in this b*tch
You thinkin you juss fittin to put on a show off in this b*tch?
I'll surgically remove a n*ggas throat off in this b*tch
A.K.A "The Six" will blow a n*gga's coat off in this b*tch
Man the boy jet to Tokyo I'm goin home pokin flow
First-class killa
That's what i won all them trophies for
They wonderin why Dro and T.I. flowin so ferocious for
b*tch we got a yacht
Thats what we goin on the ocean for
I'm blowin on some overdose
Fallin Benni and Hannas
Big bankroll
Make it so hard to bend these hundreds
Ten sea-green Hummers
Spiderman motorbike
Blue diamonds on my hand same color as Superman
Bench 550 f*ck up wit me
We can't talk it out
Shoot ya ass on Bankhead and let yo ass walk it out
[Chorus: T.I.]
Quit tryn to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tchQuit tryin to show off in this b*tch
'fore we go off in this b*tch
'Ey we gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
You tryin to show off in this b*tch?
We gonna go off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch
Quit tryin to show off in this b*tch
We gonna go off in this b*tch
Yeah we gonna go off in your sh*t when we go off in this b*tch