4 Kings
T.I. Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen
Addressing the audience

I got my **** in my pants, **** in my drawers
Carrying weapons on me

Holla, woopt, woopt, homie, if you see them laws
Warning others if police are nearby

I was standin' on the corner **** ****
Hanging around neighborhood streets

Tryna make it do what it do
Making the best of the situation

Just another young **** havin' thangs, man
Living life as a young black man

I gotta get it, I, I gotta get it, get it
Have to go get money

I'm in the Porche, no passenger
Driving a Porsche car alone

Feelin' like a filthy rich **** ****
Feeling like a successful wealthy man

See, didn't nobody give me ****, I got my **** on that interstate
No one helped me and I earned my money illegally

Made sure momma had food on that dinner plate
Provided for my mother and family

You not a boss if you ain't never took a loss
To be a true boss, you have to experience failure

Some **** never landed but at least I didn't get caught
Sometimes illegal activities don't work out, but I didn't get in trouble

We don't even use scales, **** break off a ****
We don't measure, just break off and sell drugs

Whatever over is yours, homie, just take it and get
Take only what you paid for and leave

They gave big Paul life but I ain't thinkin' 'bout stoppin'
Heard about someone's arrest, but not worried about it affecting his business

'Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got him
When someone tries to quit drug dealing and go legit, they often get arrested

Ain't nothin' in my name and 50 cleaned up mine
No assets are in my name, 50 Cent helped me hide my earnings

I'm still paranoid though, from what I left behind
Still worried about getting caught for past crimes

Gotta put me some gloves on, they **** with Buck now
Have to be cautious and wear gloves, someone else is in trouble now

Tryna slow me down, got me **** in cups now
Someone's trying to slow me down, so I stash my drugs in cups

Three kings on a mission, see we got it for cheap
Three powerful drug dealers working together to acquire drugs at a low price

You put us together, ****, the streets finna eat, yeah
Putting together these three dealers will lead to great success on the streets

Hey, remember standin' in the trap with 5 or 6 over-vision and a pirate
Remembering a time with friends, high on drugs, in a dangerous situation

That **** who ordered that quarter **** ain't even come by yet
The person who bought drugs hasn't arrived yet

Blew a whole **** of **** and I ain't even high yet
Used a lot of drugs but didn't feel the desired effects

Spent 4 G's or more and I ain't even fly yet
Spent thousands of dollars and still haven't achieved the desired status

Viper truck, Bentley grill, big wheel pimpin'
Driving nice cars and showing off wealth

They done gave her 20 mil, well, big deal pimpin'
Someone else getting $20 million isn't impressive compared to their wealth

Think we fakin' when we spittin', better get real pimpin'
Doubting their toughness or authenticity is not advised

'Cause we still will ****, you just better chill pimpin'
They're still involved in criminal activities, so don't mess with them

Get it, how he used to live and keep on fakin' for the women
Making money in old ways and pretending to impress women

In life, we all make decisions even when faced with collisions
Everyone must make choices, even difficult ones

Like me at 13, out in no supervision
Recalling life growing up without parental supervision

Straight thug livin', bumpin' pot, **** ****
Living life as a criminal, listening to music, using drugs

Seen daily on the block, need ****, we on the block
Being on the streets every day, selling drugs

Keep the hatin' to yourself 'cause that **** be on the block
Don't talk bad about us because we're always around

Dougy see be in the V, me and KT, we in the drop
People are driving around in specific cars

Went from standin' on the block with **** to standin' on the top
Started from the bottom, now they're successful

Let's go, 1 for the bread and 2 for the ****
Money is the priority, drugs come second

Miss the 17 fire, damn right, it's gon' snow
Looking forward to a profitable future despite past struggles

Told y'all I was gon' blow, Kinky be said so
Predicted success and now it's happening

Or not, back to chargin' 600 for an ****
Success isn't guaranteed, so back to previous prices

Ain't nothin' to a G, ****, I been here before
Dealing with challenges is nothing new to him

L.A. hoop, ****, all you gotta do is score
Basketball is easy in Los Angeles

I turn the brick into a label, ****, I'm a boss
Started with drugs and turned it into a record label, now in charge

Brush my teeth in the morning, I ain't even gotta floss
Feeling wealthy and unconcerned with oral hygiene

I sold two million records and half a million O's
Sold millions of records, but also sold half a million ounces of drugs

Add it all up, it's 'bout a **** ****
Earned a lot of money from both music and drugs

You can't be serious, you **** ain't for real
Doubting others' authenticity

Just my ears alone is like a quarter a mil
The jewelry worn is worth a lot of money

Hit ya by the tech and blow half your budget
Robbing others and taking half of their money

I do it for the streets and **** love it
Working for and pleasing the community

Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay cash
Bought a new Bentley car and paid for it in cash

Now that's thug motivation for your **** ****
Showing off wealth and implying that it comes from drugs

Wassup?
Ending the song, asking how it was received