How 5ive Mics (Ft. T.I.)

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[Produced by FKi]

[Verse 1: 5ive Mics & T.I.]
Don’t know how many times
Coney Island riding with a shotgun
New York, BK where I come from
But who the hottest in New York? I don’t care son
But who the hottest in New York? I don’t care son
You know I pull up on your block, hundred round drum
Looking out the window with a chopper like I’m Malcolm
Be the outcome
RIP to Doe B, an Alabama real one
How many times?
Don’t know how many times
How many rhymes?
You pay me a verse, it’s 200 a line
You book me a show, hit your town and I shine
Don’t know how many times
Fuck with the Hustle, get ready to die
All of you rappers, who fucking with 5ive?
All of you rappers, who fucking with 5ive?

[Hook: T.I.]
Don’t know how many times
Don’t know how many times
(How many times must I tell you)
Don’t know how many times
(How many times must I tell you I’ll shoot you, won’t do any time)
Don’t know how many times
(How many times must I tell you I’ll shoot you, won’t do any time)
Don’t know how many times

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