Letras de Canciones de T.I. - Rubber Band man (versión actual VS versión 1)

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Rubber Band man

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Rubber Band man

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La versión 1 de la letra

[Chorus:]

[Refrain:]

(Ay, who i'm is?)

(hey, who I'm is?)

Rubber band man

Wild as the Taliban

9 in my right

45 in my other hand.

(who i'm is?)

(who I'm is?)

Call me trouble man

always in trouble man

Always in trouble man

worth a couple hundred grand

Worth a couple hundred grand

chevys, all colors man

Chevys, all colors man

[Verse 1:]

Rubber band man

like a one man band

Like a one man band

treat these niggas like the Apollo

Treat these niggas like the Apollo

and i'm the sandman.

And I'm the sandman.

Tote a hundred grand

Canon in the waistband

Looking fo a sweet lick?

Well this is the wrong place man.

Seven time felon, what i

Seven time felon, what I care about a case man?

care about a case man?

I'm campaigning to bury the hate,

so say ya grace man.

So say ya grace man.

Ay, I don't talk behind a nigga back

I say it in his face.

I'm a thoroughbred nigga.

I don't fake and i don't hate.

I don't fake and I don't hate.

Check my resume nigga.

My record's impeccable

Anywhere in the A nigga

how TIP is highly respectable.

How TIP is highly respectable.

And the MIA nigga

I'm tryna keep it professional

Cause all this tongue rastling.

finna have me snappin,

Finna have me snappin, I'm tellin you.

i'm tellin you.

From the bottom of tha Duval,

Cakalacky to New York

and everybody showin me love

And everybody showin me love

that's one to you all.

That's one to you all.

Yeah, to all my Florida

Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas

niggas, my Cakalacky

My L.A. niggas

niggas

my LA niggas

[Chorus 2x]

[au Refrain, x2]

[Verse 2:]

Call me trouble man

Stayed in some trouble man

Some niggas still hatin on shawty

so they some suckas man.

So they some suckas man.

Got a couple fans

that love to do nothing other than

That love to do nothing other than

lick, suck, show no respect

Lick, suck, show no respect

but still i love em man.

But still I love em man.

Dig it, lil pimpin got the

Dig it, lil pimpin got the mind and the muscle

mind and the muscle

Stay down on his grind

Put the crown on the hustle

Ay, I could show ya how

Hey, I could show ya how to juggle anything

to juggle anything

And make it double.

and make it double.

Weed, blow, real estate, liquor sto

wit no trouble.

Wit no trouble.

Young cats is playin today

Marvin Gaye of my time.

Tryna stay alive

Livin how i say in my rhymes.

My cousin used to tell me

take this shit a day at a time.

Take this shit a day at a time.

and told me Friday, died Sunday

And told me Friday, died Sunday

We a day in the ground.

I still smile cuz somehow

I know he seeing me now

and so i'm doing all my shows

And so I'm doing all my shows

just like he in the crowd.

Just like he in the crowd.

Ay, tho ya lightas up

Hey, tho ya lightas up for my cousin Toot,

for my cousin Toot,

Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master Jay.

Aaliyah, Left Eye and

Jam Master Jay.

[Chorus 2x]

[au Refrain, x2]

[Verse 3:]

Grand Hustle man

Mo hustles than hustle man.

But why the rubber band?

It representin the struggle man.

My folk gon trap

until they come up wit another plan

Until they come up wit another plan

Stack and crumble bread

to get theyself off they mama land.

To get theyself off they mama land.

Gangstas who been servin

since you was doing the runnin man.

Since you was doing the runnin man.

Went down, did 10

back round and rich again.

Back round and rich again.

That's why i'm young

That's why I'm young

wit the soul of a old man

Wit the soul of a old man

I'm shell shocked, get shot

slow ya roll man.

Slow ya roll man.

Still ride around

with the glock on patrol man.

With the glock on patrol man.

I ain't robbing,

I'm just lookin for that dro man.

For ma niggas slangin

For ma niggas slangin blow, pimpin hos

blow, pimpin hos

Rollin vogues, 24s.

Let these other niggas know.

[Chorus 2x]

[au Refrain, x2]

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