Текст (слова) песни: T.I. - Countdown

[Verse 1:]
what it is the king back in the building
Still stacking and building
Still rappin to children
Jeopardizing ya deals, ballin buyin ya wheels
Like it’s back when we was lil and it’s still time to kill
Quick displayin ya skills
Way underpayin ya bills
Spend a day in the field
So how you sayin you real
Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain’t deserving
My lifestyle’s urban, never met me in person
Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban
On 24’s, 20 hoes givin head, I’m swerving
Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous
I’m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service
Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin
The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect
Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop
Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga

[Chorus (2x):]
Five (5). Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (what!), One
You done when I see (see), you (you) (ya days are numbered shawty)
Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One run
You done when I see (see), you (you) (countdown pimp)

[Verse 2:]
I treat the beats like the streets
On em I do what I want to
I ain’t gotta confront you, I’ll kill you if I want to
Roam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you
That lil nigga swearin he bad, eat him for lunch too
Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz
Sucker punch aan one of you niggaz
I was being nice at first now I’m runnin thru niggaz
Whole crews, not just one or two niggaz
Cuz you aint representin the south, you just embarassin
See you on tv in New York, them niggaz laugh at us
The reason why D.J.’s didn’t have a clue I was fabulous
Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it’s hazardous
All this cussin, fussin, loud discussion’s out of my character
Bustin these niggaz melons and threatnin all of they managers
P.$.C. is Atlanta, so how you playin and handlin
Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin and banishing
King of the south, it was said once then
Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in
On the low, deal a mil, I ain’t done, come again
Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp

[Chorus (2x)]

[Verse 3:]
comin live from the terror dome
Shinin lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on
All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone
Give me a day and its gon, a brick of yay and it’s on
You have never known, me to run less I’m gunnin at niggaz domes
And runnin em out the own territory
Every story got a flip side to it, and ya disc ain’t shit less the click ride to it
And I’m gon show you how the Westside do it
In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley
Every crack in every alley, sellin crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry
Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up
A big enough knot to buy me a yacht
So then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got
I’m not, playin at all, I’m sprayin em all
Still drop em down to size if they say that I’m small man
Pussy cats can’t worry ya dawg
Throwin stones at the throne, I’m a bury ya all man
Know ya faggot niggaz hate that I’m ballin
Makin 30k a day and blow it all at the mall and man I
Can’t relate to what you rap on stage
Nigga cuz I been sellin yay since I was bow wow’s age nigga
Hear my daddy and cousin talking to me from the grave
And all they sayin is young nigga get paid

[Chorus (4x)]

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» T.I. - Raw
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» T.I. - Look What I Got
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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: T.I. - Countdown [Verse 1:] what it is the king back in the building Still stacking and building Still rappin to children Jeopardizing ya deals, ballin buyin ya wheels Like it’s back when we was lil and it’s still time to kill Quick displayin ya skills Way underpayin ya bills Spend a day in the field So how you sayin you real Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain’t deserving My lifestyle’s urban, never met me in person Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban On 24’s, 20 hoes givin head, I’m swerving Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous I’m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga [Chorus (2x):] Five (5). Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (what!), One You done when I see (see), you (you) (ya days are numbered shawty) Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One run You done when I see (see), you (you) (countdown pimp) [Verse 2:] I treat the beats like the streets On em I do what I want to I ain’t gotta confront you, I’ll kill you if I want to Roam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you That lil nigga swearin he bad, eat him for lunch too Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz Sucker punch aan one of you niggaz I was being nice at first now I’m runnin thru niggaz Whole crews, not just one or two niggaz Cuz you aint representin the south, you just embarassin See you on tv in New York, them niggaz laugh at us The reason why D.J.’s didn’t have a clue I was fabulous Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it’s hazardous All this cussin, fussin, loud discussion’s out of my character Bustin these niggaz melons and threatnin all of they managers P.$.C. is Atlanta, so how you playin and handlin Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin and banishing King of the south, it was said once then Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in On the low, deal a mil, I ain’t done, come again Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp [Chorus (2x)] [Verse 3:] comin live from the terror dome Shinin lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone Give me a day and its gon, a brick of yay and it’s on You have never known, me to run less I’m gunnin at niggaz domes And runnin em out the own territory Every story got a flip side to it, and ya disc ain’t shit less the click ride to it And I’m gon show you how the Westside do it In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley Every crack in every alley, sellin crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up A big enough knot to buy me a yacht So then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got I’m not, playin at all, I’m sprayin em all Still drop em down to size if they say that I’m small man Pussy cats can’t worry ya dawg Throwin stones at the throne, I’m a bury ya all man Know ya faggot niggaz hate that I’m ballin Makin 30k a day and blow it all at the mall and man I Can’t relate to what you rap on stage Nigga cuz I been sellin yay since I was bow wow’s age nigga Hear my daddy and cousin talking to me from the grave And all they sayin is young nigga get paid [Chorus (4x)] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Countdown: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/17514.html Все тексты песен: T.I. » T.I. - Hands Up » T.I. - 24`s 12" » T.I. - Kingofdasouth » T.I. - What Happened? » T.I. - Bezzle » T.I. - Raw » T.I. - T.I. Vs. T.I.P. » T.I. - Help Is Coming » T.I. - What Happened » T.I. - Still Ain`t Forgave Myself » T.I. - Big Shit Poppin` (Do It) » T.I. - Look What I Got » T.I. - Long Live Da Game » T.I. - Countdown » T.I. - Respect This Hustle » T.I. - T.I. vs. T.I.P » T.I. - Limelight » T.I. - Be Easy » T.I. - Prayin for Help » T.I. - Let Me Tell You Something Рекомендуем скачать: » Александр Новиков - С красавицей в обнимку » Алла Пугачева - Ностальгия в Риме » Анжелика Варум - Пожар » Александр Розенбаум - Утиная охота » Александр Розенбаум - Сто первый километр » Алекса (Саша Чвикова) (Фабрика звезд-4) - Лунная тропа » Александр Башлачёв - Вишня » Аквариум, Борис Гребенщиков - Поезд в огне » Александр Розенбаум - Пусть возвращаются » Анна Чайка - Вот незадача: вертится мотив... » Александр Лаэртский - Колумб едрен-ть » Андрей Яковлев - Детская песенка » Александр Розенбаум - Баллада о музах и прокрустовом ложе » Александр Пономаренко - Гимн Украины » Анжелика Варум - Человек-свисток » Альфред Солянов - Безымянная могила » Аркадий Брязгин - Дорожный экспромт » Александр Климушин - Не утомлен и не рассержен... » А.Герман - Один раз в год » Андрей Миронов - У дороги на краю
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