"What Up? What's Happenin'? (Radio Version)" lyrics - T.I.

T.I.

"What Up? What's Happenin'? (Radio Version)"

[Chorus: T.I.:]
Hey, What's Happenin'? (What it is you all?)
All you haters, Can get at me (Center Hill, (?) What it do)
'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watchin'(Church Creek, South Grand stand up)
But I'm serious (It's the king bitch, yeah)
Haters, so all I got to say is what up? (Here we go)
What's happenin'? (What's happenin' baby?)
All you haters (Hey! I know you had a good time didn't ya?)
'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'.
So what up? What's Happenin'?
All you haters, Can get at me
'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious.
Haters, so all I got to say is what up?

[Verse 1: T.I.:]
What it is bruh? What it do man?
Still the man from Japan to the blue flame
Still hit the door and make it rain with the loose change
I bet that what he get a show, now that's a damn shame
I get that what he hatin' fo' boy you so damn lame
You click the same, a just a bunch of walkin' [?] stains
Disgrace the '80, gave the city such a bad name
You way back in my rare view mirror, I'm in the fast lane
But still I hear you loud 'n' clear on your little' song
Go on get your dissin' on while the king gone
Your self-esteem gone, 'cause I'm back now
Let's see if we can't teach these rappers how to act now
You kissin' at them, you jumpin' bad now
I check your ass then, I shut your ass down
And I deliver front 'n' center never back down.
Who get the last laugh now sucker [?]?

What up? What's happenin'?
All you haters, Can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, I ain't stoppin'
So What up? What's happenin'?
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya, and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious.
Haters so all I gotta say is what up?

[Verse 2: T.I.:]
I got a front street swag and a side street hustle
Center Hill, Cedar Ave, that's where I be sucker
South Grand church street, first with the work
We can get into commercial if you need some chirp me
Hey, what I care 'bout who you assholes sayin' they ain't heard of me
I'm certified certainly them videos ain't hurtin' me
I still ride with the windows rolled down
All around the A-town
Like it's fina' go down
If there was ever any questions [?] fina' know now
Won't retire my thorn, nor surrender no crown
I never bow down
And never say "bye"
It's "to who it may concern" and whosoever may try
I'm forever west-side and the feather-weight guy
Tell 'em take they best shot
Go'on get yourself high
'Cause I yelled "Bankhead" and you felt left out
I ain't mentioned yo' name. That's what all this 'bout?

[Verse 3: T.I.:]
From summer hill to the hills up in Hollywood
A house full, gettin' to it, you know how we do it
Yeah we smoke great, and we drink good
Then we ball hard, just like G's should
Buy what we want, drive what we want
G4 up up and away, we go, we fly where we want
Haters smile like they like me but they really don't
Wish they could just wish me away that what they really want
"I really hate his ass" "I don't like him either"
"We'll do a song together maybe then we can beat him"
"Somehow he must be stopped, somethin' must be done"
"If we can't knock him off, let's just try him when he get caught with guns"
"And if he really done, 'n' we really won"
"Anymore ideas? (I got somethin') Suggestions anyone?"
"How 'bout we stay up all night, on the blog sites?"
"Spread vicious lies 'n' nasty rumors we could all write"
But that's all right, let the nerds hate
'Cause in my face though, the words get ate
Hating's hard work, but I just bounce back
'Cause God work tell all the haters I'm back!