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Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn

I got a real short list of shit I like to do Get money, kick shit I just wanna ball, yeah That's the list, nigga, that's it I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured Put it down, bay rolls in the neighbourhood We're catching cases, I got to catch some paper good Lil homie asked me 'how you know you came up?' I say you deal with less bitches wearing lace front I don't like 'em, feel that way about 'em Lotta rappers, I don't talk about 'em OD niggas ain't gon' bust a grave, man, they just talking loud Got body, got a problem nigga, go to war about it Have a problem understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, take your honey and tour London And some more money Don't believe it? Well, you a dummy Ain't no pun intended Never tearing girls in the mention Ain't no renting in it A rebel when I fucked that bitch It ain't no coming in it Since my first album I've been serious Ain't no funny business Bitch, ain't no funny business No weapon,'gainst me prosper But it's welcome to form Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the foreign Ringing bells and blowing horn when my name called I'm just a self made nigga with the r I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a dope boy legend Street form revving Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the niggas They say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't like me If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a Wraith on the super bowl In the kitchen, super cold Six ounce, four pints, that's a superstore Though I always had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some bricks If there's thorns in the Wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Lambo Gun, gun, ammo Me and black, lefta a back to back that's my fammo He a white man, camo Who is she? she wanna cake I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a president swag In the slum with the hat now Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, where her ass at? Dick gang great, give it to her till she pass out The whip can, b12, for baking soda Stretch a quarter out a hole, no detail Shout out to all my nigga, who legit and now they figure Now they rich and you just get it to blow Ran round in the road boy Came out the bottom, they ain't making no more, boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Tryna be flipping work till they come through the hallway K-I-N-G, can't deny me Niggas still rapping 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga See it on my face, dawg I'm just a real nigga riding in the race, dawg I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the range Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Yeah, yeah, yeah