Released: December 18, 2006

Producer: Nitti

[Intro: T.I. Nitti]
This a Nitti beat!
Yo, yo
Hey Nitti
(Here we go, here we go)
What's up?
Nigga, you've been tryin' to get with T.I. or what not, but
(To the floor, there you go)
OK
You ain't came to fuck with a real nigga [?] you know what I'm sayin'?
(Here we go, here we go)
All right, so what's up?
I'ma show you what this Bankhead shit 'bout!
(To the floor, there you go)
Ay!
(Here we go, here we go)
T.I.P., nigga!
(To the floor, there you go)
Fuck this nigga T.I., you know what I'm sayin'?
(Here we go, here we go)
Real niggas on deck, you better act like [?]
It's T.I.P. man
(To the floor, there you go)
Let's get it!

[Verse 1]
I got a real '66 and a real thick bitch
Right beside me, showin' she can suck a real big dick
Hey, I'm a real cool dude with a real sick click
Come around me, cut the fool and you will get hit
Think we ain't totin' 2's? Well, you will get tricked
Tell 'em what you gonna do when we pull out and let 'er rip
What it is? I can run up on you at the crib
Get your bitch up out the room and the baby out the crib
Nigga, chill! I'm T.I.P., dude, keep it real
Who your favorite rapper was before he got a record deal
I suggest you stop your coppin'; where I'm from, it gets you killed
Omegas come through with the choppers, spray your block for [?]
Then detonate the bomb, hop in the Cadillac and peel
Homicide [?] hit the scene, they like "Eww!"
While we hollerin' "Bankhead!" and "Rest in peace, Big Phil!"
And bust in bitches' mouths 'til their cheeks get filled

[Chorus:]
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know

[Verse 2]
(Where them real niggas at?) On deck, don't stress
Tell them hoes go and flex, but nigga, who you gon' text
Nigga, make a lil' somethin' like I'ma make her somethin' next
Nah, hit 'em in the jaw, when I see 'em, that's that!
Drop Beamer bow-legged and my pockets stay fat
Crown cocked to the left but you call it an A hat
I ain't givin' my opinion, what I spit is straight facts
Even if you hear me say that these niggas is straight wack
Yeah, T.I.P., get it right, keep it straight, nigga
Key by the three, still serve plenty weight, nigga
The A's yay dealer done made it to eight figgas
In the club, love bitches but hate to take pictures
My patience real short for suckas and fake niggas
Ay, you better step aside unless you wanna lay with 'em
Since my partner died, I ain't got time to play with 'em
But bitches runnin' out the club like "Did you see how they did 'em?"

[Chorus:]
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bend it over, baby, drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Bust it open, show me you can get low, now you know

[Outro]
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
To the floor, there you go
(Oo, Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Drop it to the floor, there you go
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
Drop it to the floor, there you go
(Where them real niggas at?) Here we go, here we go
And drop it to the floor
(I'm sayin, where them real niggas at?)

T.I.

Clifford Harris, Jr., better known as T.I., is a rapper, film & music producer, actor, and author from Atlanta. He is also the founder and CEO of Grand Hustle Records.

T.I. has released eleven studio albums and has had a successful acting career, starring in the films Ant-Man, Takers and ATL.