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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 [Verse 2: T.I.] How many times must I tell you I’ll shoot you, won’t do any time Carbons, ARs, and 45s or better AK 47, won’t shoot any nines That check we thumb through it, run through ti Replace it by pressing rewind Sucker ain’t no need to ask how I do it Just please believe me and my shooter we fine And all I demand is respect, you can do that and we fine Should you not be able to Leave you wet like [?], nowhere to be found How many times must I show you you gon’ get the king I’m fucking you over, it’s over Long as you know it And from there the decision is yours [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 [Verse 3: 5ive Mics & T.I.] Still from the streets, stab me a niga I might dab on a nigga Wear a rab on a nigga Bang bang (dab) Yeah, then I robbed me a nigga Took his Rolex, and his big chain Big big boy, got him scared like a [?] Hustle Gang, 10 years but ain’t shit changed Don’t know how many times How many times must I tell you I’m 5ive? Run up on niggas, hit them with the nine HIt you with choppers, we’ll cripple your spine Rappers be pussys so fuck if you signed Don’t know how many times Ain’t talking bout money, you wasting my time Watch cost a hundred, don’t ask me the time How rappers be winning and paying for lines Label the hottest, you out of your mind [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