Listen, MP3 Download and get the lyrics to T.I.’s 2006 single titled I’m Talking To You. The song was produced by Just Blaze.
T.i. I’m Talking To You (prod. Just Blaze)
In 2006, T.I. was in the midst of a full-blown royal coup d’etat, sauntering over the bloodied corpse-littered hip-hop wasteland and sitting cockily atop the vacant throne. From that ascent came King, Tip’s fourth studio album and arguably the shining project of his artistic career, boasting eighteen tracks and production from Bankhead, Keith Mack, Toomp, The Neptunes, and Just Blaze. As fate would have it, the latter made sure to hold it down with some badass theme-music, the perfect backdrop for Tip to lay down his latest decree.
“I’m Talkin’ To You” feels like the relic of a simpler time, one in which fights were won through brute force and not dexterity. Fueled by militant brass and spooky strings, T.I. enters shit-talk mode and never once looks over his shoulder. “For n***s wit dirty mouths, I got a lotta clean pistols to wash ’em out,” he warns. “I’m really finna give yo ass some hotter shit to talk about, the goons hit the room now you askin what’s this all about, Fore you know it ya noggins split, ya bottom teeth is falling out.”
For those who have grown accustomed to Tip in his latest iteration, the grand hustler and family-centric businessman, consider this a reminder of the man’s impact as an emcee. With King set to turn fourteen in two days, it seems only fitting to shine a light on one of the hardest bangers of T.I’s long and successful career. Is “I’m Talkin’ To You” a classic track?
T.I. – I’m Talking To You (prod. Just Blaze)
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Lyrics
[Produced by Just Blaze]
[Intro: Just Blaze (Tip)]
No more hand claps
I’ll take some hi-hats though
You ain’t gotta turn the lights down
Guru’s bass is about to knock ’em out the ceiling
Just Blaze!
Tip, you ready?
Aight, homeboi
Here we go
I’m done playing with y’all fuck niggas
I can’t catch all of you but I can make an example out of a couple of you
Everybody know, real niggas gon’ relate to this shit right here, you understand that?
Grand Hustle, nigga
Everybody who down with me already know they down with me, so I ain’t worried about it
P$C, pimpin’
Anybody who know somebody who spit that shit behind they back (What the fuck you said, nigga?)
But won’t say the same thing when they get in they motherfuckin’ face (Yeah, that’s what the fuck I thought)
Tell them niggas, I’m talkin’ to you , nigga
Do something about it!
[Hook]
I’m talkin to you
Sucker nigga you can stunt all ya wanta stunt
I know you won’t bust a gun (Yeah I’m talkin to you)
Fuck nigga you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake I’m talkin to you
Youz a lame uz a shame to the game
I say it you know what ya name is (I’m talkin to you)
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do boi I’m talkin to you
[Verse One: T.I.]
Ay I’m the best you ever heard about, fresher than you heard about
Yeah I’m strapped now pussy nigga this ain’t just word of mouth
For niggas wit dirty mouths, I got a lotta clean pistols to wash ’em out
I’m really finna give yo ass some hotter shit to talk about
The goons hit the room now you askin what’s this all about
Fo’ you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is fallin out
Got a problem wit patna -I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn’t for the chopper ain’t shit I’m gettin all of mine
Pop ’em drop ’em call the plan a wake he out forever more
I give it to you straight nigga I don’t need a metaphor
How many different ways is it to say I’m getting cheddar more
Than a nigga twice as old way mo’ popular and even selling more
Man I could send you to my pops, maybe he could tell ya better boy
Patient in the afterlife I’ll waste ya in the after life
Even after my life haters be after my life
Cuz I’mma do in 06 what took ’em half of they life, man I’m talkin to you
[Hook]
I’m talkin to you
Sucker nigga you can stunt all ya wanta stunt
I know you won’t bust a gun (Yeah I’m talkin to you)
Fuck nigga you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake I’m talkin to you
Youz a lame uz a shame to the game
I say it you know what ya name is (I’m talkin to you)
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do boi I’m talkin to you
[Verse Two: T.I.]
I ain’t talkin to Jeezy cause thats my brother
Ain’t talkin to Face cause that’s my father
Ain’t talkin to Bun cause that’s my uncle
Ain’t talkin to Kast cause them ma patnas
Ain’t talkin to Jigga cause that’s my nigga, the real President Carter
Gave me Diplomatic Immunity you and me why bother
Man all I gotta do is go buy a nigga a Charger
And he only come in to off ya, he don’t even wanna rob ya
You done fucked up and started shit wit some real shit starter
You don fought with a chopper holla what it is patna
You better keep it proper you know what it is patna
This some lightwork ain’t even gotta call godfather
Mobsta, had the old phantom now the drop son
3rd the king of cloverland, Slim Thug is the boss son
Paul Wall made me the hardest grill I done bought for
For a 100 K, a 100 carat Paul don’t wanna talk bra
Nigga wouldn’t buck won’t dare, you just talk tough
Don’t try to run from me now whatchu thought bra I’m talkin to you
[Hook]
I’m talkin to you
Sucker nigga you can stunt all ya wanta stunt
I know you won’t bust a gun (Yeah I’m talkin to you)
Fuck nigga you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake I’m talkin to you
Youz a lame uz a shame to the game
I say it you know what ya name is (I’m talkin to you)
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do boi I’m talkin to you
[Verse Three: T.I.]
I ain’t talkin to Buck cause he a real nigga
Ain’t talkin to Pimp cause he a trill nigga
Ain’t talkin to BG cause he like me, with old cases and will kill niggas
I know you wannabe just like me since you got ya new record deal nigga
But I don’t give a fuck if you like me, no second diss, ya not trill nigga
Ya in ya video wearin’ white T, that don’t make you no dope dealer nigga
But I ain’t talkin bout no Bankhead, Carver Homes, no Adamsville nigga
You dealin wit a lil gorilla nigga, 10 mill later I’m still the nigga
Killer Mike, Yung bloodz, David Banner
Bonecrusher they remember when y’all ain’t feel a nigga
Had it out with Chris he still my nigga
Sat down, civilized, talk about it like niggas
So I ain’t never been served, get ya facts right nigga
For this 40 cal make ya ass act right nigga
Coming against the king get ya stats right nigga
Wanna talk about nigga, wanna be a hot nigga
Gonna be a shot nigga, yeah I say’d it what nigga buck nigga
Like Lil Jon I don’t give a fuck
I give a God damn if I never sell another milla
I take my ass right back to Cedar Hill and build up
Compound come down everyday sell yay
Just like the old days stack another mill up
Niggas ain’t ready for the dust that we kick up
Go talk shit forget they get hit up
You better be bout that shit you kick
Like DipSet bitch you trynna get wit us
I don’t politick, don’t even speak see I don’t kiss up
Gotta be Styles or Sheek to Jadakiss us
Diss us… that’s goin piss us off
See I love it when the government pick niggas
If you don’t hang in the air by the name of Swizz Beatz
Toomp, Mannie Fresh, and Skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze taking basically I’m talkin to you
[Hook]
I’m talkin to you
Sucker nigga you can stunt all ya wanta stunt
I know you won’t bust a gun (Yeah I’m talkin to you)
Fuck nigga you can hate all you wanna hate
I know you a fake-make no mistake I’m talkin to you
Youz a lame uz a shame to the game
I say it you know what ya name is (I’m talkin to you)
We can shoot it out whenever you wanna
Whatever you wanna do boi I’m talkin to you
