T.I. - The One lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hey Hey Hey (x3) [Verse 1] There ain't never been a question on who runnin' the streets On second guessin' my profession is like nothin' to me Don't learn a lesson out here flexin' they get bust in the streets I told 'em chrome, Smith and Wesson right up under the seats Ay listen close gotta tote, give a f** if you see If you don't wanna die tonight stop f**in' wit me Ay I'm intelligent and hella rich and plus I'm a G So I can sell a brick and sell a b**h to [rush you wit me]? They call me T.I.P. way off in the chain Spit a verse, throw you n***as way off of your game In my opinion, bein' lame it should cost you your fame In all the hatin' on my name burn it off wit' the flame I'm grippin' new wood grain and the C-L-C's If I ride through the city on some D-L sh** n***as say they sell brick that's what we sell b**h Think I'm lyin' ask anybody in A-T-L b**h [Hook] Ay in this sh** I'm the one, competition is none Start hatin' on my n***as, boy you n***as is done Start sprayin' at you n***as, bet you n***as will run Start callin' on the phone for some n***as to come They be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got none When the n***a say he runnin, I don't think he got none They be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got none When the n***a say he runnin, I don't think he got none [Verse 2] Know n***as hate to hear me say it, but they know I'm a king I'm in the roads gettin' choked by the who*e of your dreams Ass swole, pretty toes keep a who*e on the scene And they be rollin' off the chain [who*e by four of the things]? I eat the p**y for an hour, waitin' on the cream And stuff the p**y fill wit' pine to get that blow on the scene She can damage your self-esteem till that who*e on some 'premes She gonna talk to you like you great till you show her some things You see me ridin' with a lean, with Big Kuntry King C-Rod, Mac and D.P. and all the rest of the kings I was raised by the greatest gangstas the city has seen When I talk to you and your partners, nothin' comes in between Bring all the n***as you can bring, n***a do what you do But I guarantee the P$C will be shootin' at you And we got choppers and if you smart, you'd be shootin them too No coppin' deuces callin' it off, I'm refusin' the truth [Hook]