Bring Em' Out Lyrics - Urban Legend - T.i.

(Bring 'em out, Its hard to yell when the barrels in ya mouth) Swizzie! 

(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye! 

(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) T.I. 

(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye! 

TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life when I leave 

Both the Feds and the State wanna see my need 

The whole city got bizzerk he got treat 

Anotha nigga got a hit but shawty he not me 

Who set the city on fire as soon as he got freed 

Da king back now hoes don't even know how to act now 

Hit the club stippers gettin naked 'fore I sat down 

Still ballin money stack taller than Shaq now 

Still push a button to let the roof on the 'Lac down 

I'm on the road doin shows puttin my mack down 

Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town 

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I got the crowd yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Once again what other rap nigga hooder than this 

I got rich and I'm still on some hoolagin shit 

You be rappin bout blow I was movin the shit 

You talkin bout shootin out and I was doin the shit 

If I hit you in the face you gon be suin and shit 

And if I catch anotha case I know I'm true to be missed 

So I'ma keep it cool head stay out of the news 

Headlines and shows other rappers its bedtime (bedtime) 

It's clear to see that I'm ahead of my time 

I copped a chromed out hard top Carrerra to shine 

I got some time, it ain't shit cause I get better wit time 

Who got a flow and a live show better than mine 

I got a packed house yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all my hotgirls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Mic check 1-2 1-2, you wanna beef wit the king what is you gon do 

Will you show up on the scene wit 2 guns drew 

Or you and ya friend and play a little two on two 

If you knew half of what I knew then you'll be hittin the deck 

Got a tool and a vest I can get some respect 

I'ma make it hard for a sucka nigga to flex 

Sho 'em this ain't the squad for a nigga to test 

Pimp my nutz too large and we way too fresh 

Work well wit Nines AK's and Techs 

And quick to check a lame like a game of chess 

You want beef you can bring ya best and we'll be standin. 

In ya front yard yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

In ya front yard yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye all my hot girls yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, all the Dope Boyz yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Aye, from the back they yellin (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

Hands hands in the in the air air now! 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

Hands hands in the in the air air now! 

Hands... In Da... Air... Now! 

(Bring 'em out, bring 'em out + ad libs to the end of the track)