[Intro: T.I.]
Aight n***a, what it is homie
Y'all already know n***a
Pimp Squad clique, Grand Hustle, BME n***a, Lil Scrappy you understand that
Real n***as stand up, ho n***as hit the door you understand
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
King of the south n***a
Prince of crunk n***a you understand that
Keep it pimpin' n***a
King back n***a

[Chorus: T.I.]
Yeah, yeah, hey
N***a you don't want no problems wit the clique
[?] empty out the clips while hollin' at a bitch (ayyy)
You don't wanna see a lil n***a trip (what) open up and let it rip and make a lil n***a flip (eww)
If ye want me liftin' [?] should'a kept my name out cha mouth and button up your lips (oooooh)
I promise you don't want no problems n***a dip
That's like trouble wit the bloods and have a problems wit the crips

[Verse: T.I.]
Ay what cha sayin' in your raps, n***a you don' mean that
22 mill you ain't never seen that
Send the word to the streets and let 'em know the king back (King back n***a)
Bringin' terror to ya squad makin' n***as lean back
Bringin' terror to ya squad
Bringin' terror to ya squad
Bringin' terror to ya squad
**Dramatic n***a**
Makin' n***as lean back (lean back)
Makin' n***as lean back (lean back)
20 bricks of hard n***a I ain't dream that
We was standin' in the kitchen whippin' tryna bring back
I don' stood in one position wit it, lettin' cream stack
Time tickin' wit the bidness n***a where fiends at
They wanna know how he know about the blow up in e'ry trap
And answer this, what's the shit that got him rich if it ain't rap
But if ya n***as really sour we could cut the mics off
Do n***as like Georgia Power cut they fuckin' lights off
[Outro: T.I.]
Urban Legend commin' soon
The king back n***a