take it away - tm88, young dro & t.i. lyrics
[intro]
tm88 (crash dummy goin’ r*t*rded, spendin’ cash money)
this for the city, homie
(zaytoven)
f.i.l.a
[chorus: young dro]
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it (okay)
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it (nothin’)
these n*ggas can’t take it away (dro)
[verse 1: young dro]
you can’t take nothin’ from a n*gga
nan’ one of y’all can’t f*ck with a n*gga (can’t do it)
y’all know what’s up with a n*gga
as soon as i see him, it’s up with a n*gga (it’s up)
n*gga can’t take this sh*t
i know a lot of y’all n*ggas hate this sh*t (these n*ggas hatin’)
tell ’em i don’t really wanna play
these n*ggas can’t take it away
tape dro, but you can’t take dro, n*gga
wanna play dro, bet you can’t save dro sh*t
nan’ one of y’all n*ggas, whoever you call, n*gga
wanna go a round when i’m on my sh*t
i’m like that, lethal with the rhymes when i write that
i could walk a p*ssy n*gga down with the right gat
one h*ll of a n*gga, i’m way better with triggers
i really spit bars, i’ll really level a n*gga
y’all scared of a n*gga, you know i’m from the streets
i’ll cl!ck it and c*ck it back and you know i’ma release (bah)
i am not the same n*gga, i done overcame, n*gga
thinkin’ it’s sweet, but i’m a godd*mn beast
i’m better, look at everything that i been through (woah)
get sharp, i’m comin’ up like again too (let’s go)
respect, no longer will i be gentle (no)
sit down, let me tell you what i been into
action, satisfaction, no relaxin’
make ’em believe that i’m better than michael jackson (hee*hee)
stop thinkin’ that i’m the same from back then (no)
i got game, i’m poppin’ it like a mac*10 (bah)
professor, i’m teachin’ her how to rap, then (dro)
big stepper just like melo when the racks in (yes)
big flex, i’m nothin’ les than an icon
lil’ rappin’*ass n*gga, you are my son
[chorus: young dro & t.i.]
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it (okay)
these n*ggas can’t take it away (yeah, yeah)
these n*ggas can’t take it (nothin’, bankhead)
these n*ggas can’t take it away
[verse 2: t.i.]
say, dro, n*gga try to take one of mine, i’ma take his ass back to ’98 one time
there been smoke up in the city and some blood in the street
n*gga tough on the internet, but a dove in the street
i’m zone 1, campbellton, riverdale finest
trappin’ six flags drive, had j’s at the vinings
sellin’ dimes, a n*gga could’ve went diamond
if not for the timing of my record*deal signing
took the assignment, everyone that i aligned with
picture me shining, chart climbing
n*ggas hating, talking sh*t got silent
’cause they knew everybody in the crew got violent
find me somewhere up in the ghetto (ghetto)
gutter like east lake meadows (meadows)
king of the south, n*gga, h*llo (h*llo)
bankhead, long live l*o (hey)
went from ghet*o*vision to the television
n*ggas couldn’t see it, needed better vision
d*mn near better gettin’ it, that was their decision (so?)
i could be the furnace and the air conditioning (ah)
can’t prepare for this sh*t, boy, you better listen
from a rare edition, got a rare condition
need a presidential suite, a pair of b*tches
and a night to f*ck ’em into their submission (hey)
i’m cold, n*ggas ain’t done it like me
treadmill in my city, who can run it like me?
kept it real with the city, brought mils to the city
all you n*ggas used to wanna get money like me, huh
better recognize a don looking at you
come to my city, i’m a staple and the statue
running, gunning, in the streets, i was a natural
n*gga, now i got the mayor in a satchel, king
[chorus: young dro]
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away (n*ggas can’t take nothin’ from a n*gga, you dig?)
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
these n*ggas can’t take it
these n*ggas can’t take it away
[outro: young dro & greg street]
can’t take nothin’ from a n*gga
another greg street exclusive
simpson road turned up, what’s up to the muhammads on hollywood?
tm88 puttin’ on for the city
crash dummy records
f.i.l.a 25
(d*mn, son, where’d you find this?)
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