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T.I.]
Don't know how times

[Verse 1: King & (T.I.)]
Coney Island with a shotgun
New York, BK, where I come
Now who the hottest in New York? I don't son
Now who the hottest in New York? I don't son
You know I up on your block, 100 round run
Looking out the window with a chopper like I'm
Be the outcome, RIP to Doe B, an real one
How times?
(Don't know how times)
How many
You pay me a verse, 200 a
You me a show, hit your town and I shine
(Don't know how times)
Fuck with the Hustle, get to die
All of you rappers, who fucking 5ive?
All of you rappers, who with 5ive?

T.I.]
Don't know how times
know how many times
Don't how many times
Don't know how many

2: T.I.]
How many times must I you
I shoot you, do any time?
Carbons, ARs, and 45s or
AK 47, shoot at the 9
Head check, we jump
And run through and replace by pressing
Sucker, ain't no to ask how I do
Just please me and my shooter, we fine
And all I demand is
You can do and we fine
Shit you not be to
you wet like Moet, nowhere to be found
How many times must I you
You gon' get the cane, I'm fucking you
It's over, hustle as as you know it
And there, the decision is over

T.I.]
Don't know how times
Don't know how times
know how many times
Don't how many times

[Verse 3: Louie & (T.I.(]
How times will you listen to lies from these frivolous guys?
I'm so of these guys
After your funeral we shoot up your repast, turn up on old ass
(Don't how many times)
How many times will I run up that cash just to fuck up that
I can't die with that cash so I spend that fast
With your and a buddy, we having a blast
(Don't how many times)
I don't why haters mad at me
dissing, end up a casualty
(Don't know how times)
Hang arounds looking like
up and bow to your majesty
(Don't how many times)
Boss shit, I get you whacked for free
Could you please excuse the of me
out my mama, she had a G
Picture me rolling,

T.I.]
Don't how many times
Don't know how times
Don't how many times
know how many times