Bring Em` Out — текст песни (T.I.)


[Berse 1]

TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave

Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need

The whole city got bizzerk he got treat

Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me

Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed

Da king back now hoes don`t even know how to act now

Hit the club stippers give neck `fore I sit down

Still ballin money stack taller than Shaq now

Still push a button to let the roof on the `Lac down

I`m on the road doin shows puttin my mack down

Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town



[Hook]

I got the crowd yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)



[Verse 2]

Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this

I got rich and I`m still on some hoolagin shit

You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit

You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit

If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit

And if I catch anotha case I know I`m true to be missed

So I`ma keep it cool head stay out of the news

Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime)

It`s clear to see that I`m ahead of my time

I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine

I got some time, it ain`t shit cause I get better wit time

Who got a flow and a live show better than mine



[Hook]

I got a packed house yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)



[Verse 3]

Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do

Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew

Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two

If you knew half of what I knew then you`ll be hittin the deck

Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect

I`ma make it hard for a sucka nigga to flex

Sho `em this ain`t the squad for a nigga to test

Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh

Work well wit Nines AK`s and Techs

And quick to check a lame like a game of chess

You want beef you can bring ya best and we`ll be standin..



[Hook - 2X]

In ya front yard yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring `em out, bring `em out)



[Break - 2X]

Hands... In Da... Air... Now!

Hands... In Da... Air... Now!

Hands hands in the in the air air now!

Hands... In Da... Air... Now!



{*Bring `em out, bring `em out + ad libs to the end of the track*}



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