T.I. - Told You So Lyrics
[intro]Grand Hustle Pimp..Hey, Whats Happenin ShortyMe Being A True Player And AllI Mean You Know As A Stand Up Guy You KnowI Really Hate To Say I Told You SoBut, Man I Told You SoBack When We Said We Were Goin To Run This Shit ManWhen We Said Pimp Squad Click, Grand Hustle Was The BusinessWhen We Said Their Was A Whole Nother Side Of AtlantaA Nother Bunch Of Mother*****ers In The Trap, Y'all Didnt Know[chorus]Man, I Told You SoThey Thought A Pimp Wasn't S'posed To BlowBecause I Was Rappin About Moving O's And BlowPimp I Told You SoThey Thought That Outkast Closed The DoorAnd Ludacris Came In And Sold His 4?Man, I Told You SoThe Mac, C-rod, Kuntry And DroAnd Ak Had The Coldest FlowNigga, I Told You SoI Said The Future Was Right Up Under Your NoseYou Thought The South Wouldn't Explode No MoreRemember, I Told You So[t.i.]Way Back When Kriss-kross Was Hollering "jump" On Ya TubeThey Was Still Gettin Jumped At School, We Used To Tote Them ToolsDon't Get Me Wrong I'll Give Respect To Them DudesBut Approach Us Wrong, And We'll Smoke Them Fools, Ain't No Joke It's The Truth***** A Hater, Let 'em Do What It DoI'm Busy Now, But I'll Be Through In A FewAnd Then I'm Coming For YouSo Keep Shit Talking Like It's Something To DoI'll Spend A 100 Grand Get A Killer Something To DoI Been Hustlin Since 92' When I Heard UgkHollering "pocket Full Of Stones" I Was On My WayHad A History In The Yay, Before I Started To Trap13, Let Me Take You Back Farther Than ThatWhen My Uncles Was Baggin Blocks, Used To Count The StacksI Was Only 8, And My Grand-daddy Can Vouch For ThatAnd My Pops Had Alot Of Work, Alot Of Folk He Got 'em WorkAnd Ran Numbers, Said If He Ain't Wanna, He Ain't Gotta WorkWhy I Sold Rocks, I Guess I Got From PopsMy Uncles ? Man ? A Chip Off The Old BlockThe Nigga You Hear Now The Same One From Off The Old BlockWho Used To Stand On Front St. And Get Off The Old Block[chorus]I Remember The P$c, Killer Mike, David Banner And Me And YoungbloodzRan Through Atlanta With Heat, When Even Atlanta Was SleepNigga, Back Before You Heard Of MeI Was Middle Man Into Serving Keys When Kc Was Serving 3I'm On Top Because I Deserved To BeSo Simmer Down, Calm Your Nerves At LeastSpeak Your Words With PeaceBefore You Lay Out On The Curb DeceasedThink About It, It's Absurd To BeefI Took My Songs To StreetHe Told Me Dopeboy Was The Bomb In The StreetSince Then, My Name Rang Like Alarms In The StreetWho Knew How Long It Would BeIf Only La Knew How Wrong He Could BeI Told You Ain't Nobody Stronger Than Me[chorus]This Southern Rap Shit Of The Day Is Something I Helped DesignPuerto Rico Of The Mix Show I'll Let You Know Who The Next In LineThe Snowman, Paul Wall, The Thug ?Alot Of Other Niggaz Shouldn't Of Even Been SignedThats A Opinion Of MineBecause These Niggaz Be Neglecting The GrindAin't Waiting On Nobody To Let Me Shine, I'ma Go Get Me MineAnd Then They Wonder Why They Checks BehindCuz Tip Was 20k? Back In The Day, Need Me To Press RewindWhat Be On These Niggaz Mind, Man Don't Get Me To LyinI Seen Ya Kind, Dopeboy, And That Ain't Even Ya KindAin't Never Sold A Gram Of Crack, And Ain't No Need Of Ya TryinBack In The Trap, Pimp I Don't See Him Survivin[chorus]
