King of Da South chords and lyrics - T.I.

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
I been a menace [Em]to society
Since when, since menace to society
Still refused to become
a legitimate citizen quietly
Felt like my labor hidin' me
But here I am anyway I [C]might be back
to slangin' [Em]grams any day
And if this record flop well I'll be
back wit' a bomb of [C]heart
Wit' see-Rod [Em]and and the squad
this whole industry's a facade
Man this ain't real life

[Verse 2]
Half these rap[C]pers don't know
what sacri[Em]fice feel like
Man these niggaz is all hype,
not even rappin' on real mics
They just get high and say whatever
the fuck they feel like
They make me feel like bustin'
these niggaz one at a time
And I'm [C]still outbustin' these
[Em]niggaz hoe pick a rhyme

[Verse 3]
Ay, what these [Em]other niggaz talkin' I
don't believe that shit
I'm the king 'cause I [C]said
it and I [Em]mean that shit
Ay, what's so special 'bout him ay,
he ain't all that shit
I [C#dim]set the c[Em]ity in fi[C]re have
you [Em]seen that shit?

[Verse 4]
Ay, what these [Em]other niggaz talkin' I
don't believe that shit
I'm the king 'cause I [C]said
it and I [Em]mean that shit
Ay, what's the big deal about him,
he ain't even that [C#dim]shit
I [Em]set the city on [C]fire have
you seen [Em]that shit?

[Verse 5]
It's only five [Em]rappers outta Atlanta who
bustin' and I'm one of 'em
The other four, you know [C]who [Em]you are
But if you gotta think twice well
shawty you ain't nice
Regard[C]less of your publishing
[Em]deal you can't write
I'm the best thing left blowin'
breath on the mic
The king of the south
nothin' else will suffice

[Verse 6]
You wanna bet? Well [Em]put
yo' budget up
Match the price me and you like
[C]putting matches to ice
[Em]You won't make it
Before I had a deal I was still butt naked
God signed this,
like keeping' the Lord's promise
The truth nigga like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song [C]with N'Sync and
[Em]couldn't outsell me
I'm a legend in my own time
a prophet in my own rhymes
A king wit' a concubine

[Verse 7]
Ay, what these [Em]other niggaz
talkin' I don't believe that shit
I'm the [C]king 'cause I said
it and I mean [Em]that shit
Ay, what's so special 'bout him ay,
he ain't all that shit
I set the city in fire have
you seen that shit?

[Verse 8]
Ay, what [Em]these other niggaz talkin' I
don't believe that shit
I'm the king [C]'cause I said it and I
mean [Em]that shit
Ay, what's the big deal about him,
he ain't even that shit
I set the city on [C]fire [Em]have
you seen that shit?

[Verse 9]
Niggaz like [Em]you,
a dime a dozen they come and go
So why I'm runnin' [C]now and I
ain't never [Em]run before
Grab choppers, cock 'em and blow
Stoppin' the show bet or owe
[C]'em, droppin' the hoes
You just keep [Em]watchin' the door

[Verse 10]
Pop 'em, watch 'em drop [Em]to the
floor fluff his pockets and go
Put a quarter [C]block on his nose
[Em]and a glock in his clothes
He can keep his watches and gold
for his momma to hold
She'll be [C]there buyin' the hoes
before the [Em]drama unfolds
They know shawty outta control
got me hot as a stove

[Verse 11]
Puttin' holes in [C]yo' Girbaud
[Em]wettin' up yo' polos
44's and Callico's a black
and a chrome
Lettin' loose and splackin' your
dome
Hoppin' back in the Brougham
Known for kickin' in yo' door
wavin' gats in yo' home
Clearin' it [C]out I'm sorry
I ain't [Em]hearin' you out
You hearin' about the squad
pumpin' Fe in your heart
Because you know sacrifice was
near and dear to your heart

[Verse 12]
Ay, what these [Em]other niggaz
talkin' I don't believe that shit
I'm the [C]king 'cause I said
it and I mean [Em]that shit
Ay, what's so special 'bout him ay,
he ain't all that shit
I set the city in fire [C]have you [Em]seen that shit?

[Verse 13]
Ay, what these [Em]other niggaz talkin' I
don't believe that shit
I'm the king [C]'cause I said
it and I mean [Em]that shit
Ay, what's the big deal about him,
he ain't even that shit
I [C#dim]set the c[Em]ity on fire [C]have
you seen [Em]that shit?

[Verse 14]
Ay, [Em]my niggaz y'all already
know [C#dim]what it is
T-I-P, Grand Grand Grand [Em]Hustle,
[C]Pimp Squad [Em]for life nigga
Sanchez on the beat, dig this man
I'ma keep it always pimpin'
I'm stayin' down
[C]Y'all niggaz gone [Em]send yo' demos in
Get cha little motherfuckin' deal

[Verse 15]
Go sell records [Em]Nigga
I got houses, I got blow, I got dro
Nigga I [C]got hoes,
nigga I got proper[Em]ty nigga
What you wanna do nigga?
Fuck y'all niggaz
Come see about me if you don't like it
King of da goddamn south
[C]Rubberband man in this [Em]bitch

[Outro 1]
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