Rubber Band Man Remix (Edited)-T.I.

David Banner Hey T.I.P. You know yo, folk be stayin' down on the road man Rollin' all the way from Florida, M.I.A. on up to Duvall On up to Tennessee, a lot of the real niggas be showin' love You know wha I'm sayin', I really appreciate that All the d**e boys be comin'' out all the home girls be showin' love But a lot of folks man, they still be looking like who I'm is Let me tell them Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Who I'm is? I Rubberband man like a one man band Treat these niggas like 'The Apollo' And I'm the Sandman Tote a hundred grand, carrying it in the waste band Looking for a sweet lick, this is the wrong place man Seven time felon aye, what I care about a case man I campaignin' to bury the hate so say your grace man Aye, I don't talk behind a ni**a back, I say it in his face I'm a thorough bred ni**a, I don't fake it and I don't hate Check the resume', ni**a, my records' impecCable Anywhere in the "A" ni**a, T.I.P is highly respectable And in M.I.A. ni**a, I'm tryin' to keep it professional 'Cause all this tongue ration, finna have me snappin' I'm tellin' ya From the bottom of the Duvall, Cacalacky to New York And everybody showing me love this went to you all Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Aye, who I'm is? Call me trouble-man Stayed in some trouble man Some niggas still hatin', though shawty But they some sucka's man Got a couple fans that love to do nothing other than Dick suck sho nuff, but hey I still love them man Little pimp got my mind in the muzzle Stayed down on his grind put the crown on they hustle Aye, I can show you how to juggle anything to make it jump We blow real estate, liquor store with no trouble Young Cassius Clay of my day, Marvin Gay of my times Trying to stay alive living how I say in my rhymes My cousin use to tell me take this sh*t a day at a time He told me Friday died Sunday and Wednesday in the ground I still smile 'cause some how I know he seeing me now So I'm doin' all my shows just like he in the crowd Aye, throw your lighters up for my cousin to Aaliyah, Left-Eye and Jam Master Jay Now, who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Aye, Who I'm is? Grand-hustleman More hustles than hustle man But why I'm wearing a rubber band? That representin' the struggle man My folk who trapping 'til they come up with another plan Stack a couple of grand to get they self off they mama land To gangstas who been servin' since you was doin' the running man Went down did 10 back round and rich again That's why I'm young with the soul of a old man I'm shell shocked get shot slow your roll man Still ride around with the glock on patrol man Nah, I ain't robbin' I'm just looking for the dro man Aye, where you from From a ni**a slaingin' blow Pimpin' hoes, wanna boe? 24's aye let these other niggas know Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Who I'm is? Rubberband Man wild as the Taliban 9 in my right 45 in my other hand Who I'm is? Call me trouble-man I always in trouble man Worth a couple hundred grand Chevy's all colors man Who I'm is?