`I'm A King'*remix* T.i f. Krooked



Verse One: T.I.
Now, e'rybody wanna be the king of the South
When, they ain't runnin a damn thing but they mouth
No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion
But in the South and in the hood it's understood without sayin
It's a given, and ain't because of what I'm doin for a livin
It's, mo' because of what I do and how I'm livin
Not to mention when I'm rappin I'm just hurtin niggaz feelings
(Niggaz feelings) And still chillin on somethin that's into healing
Made provisions for the clique to continue keepin it pimpin
Whether crack was in the house or record sales was through the ceiling
So say what you want, and do what you please
But for fun, I shoot 22's from your shoes to your knees
I run a record label and a crew of G's
So, niggaz'll come and look for you if ya sneeze
or even breathe the wrong way, you better do what the song say
And be easy, or else it'll be a long day

Chorus: T.I.
I'm a king - bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans
I'm a king - you pussy niggaz couldn't see me in your dreams
I'm a king - top topic of all of your magazines
I'm a king - head of the body, leader of the team
I'm a king - remember I can get your block knocked off
I'm a king - a Bentley coupe with the top chopped off
I'm a king - I'm connectin nationwide but in the South
I'm a king - just respect it and keep my name out'cha mouth


Verse2: Krooked
Now er'body wanna be the king of the north,
but wen they come at me they only gettin the forth,
and when niggas want beef they can talk to the tek,
give a lil here and there and start choppin the rest,
im the king of the block with all the chopped rocks,
four fifths and the glock, pussy niggas get knocked,
just got the key, and you know im ready to chop,
keep the jeans baggy and the dezzy for cops,
oh lord no he didnt, whats that another body on the gun,
i got a family of guns, popa glock, and shotty and the son,
i take the wifey, take ya life to, then the cars next,
im dat muh fucking king of the R-E-X, yes,
i bust text, spit on the mic, resight words like pastors,
its a shame aint it that none of ya family heard your last words,
Krooked that don nigga thats be slingin the forth,
krooked that real nigga thats the king of the north,


Chorus: Krooked
I'm a king - 100 carots in my muh fuckin crown
I'm a king - aint scared to lay a lil nigga down
I'm a king - ak filled wit chrome magazines
I'm a king -you owe me money better pay the cheese
I'm a king - remember I can get your block knocked off
I'm a king - a Range Rover with the top chopped off
I'm a king - I'm connected nationwide but in the North
I'm a king - just respect it, or you can talk to the fourth..