| Chamillionaire - In the trunk |
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[Intro]
This, is, the-the sound of revenge [repeat
2X]
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne! This for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin they can bump (innnn
the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your
speakers up
Turn your speakers up - Chamillionaire man!
Let it bump, it's a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne! (innnn the trunk)
[Verse 1]
I heard somebody say that the South ain't got
no lyricists
Well 'bang bang' at the game like everyone
down here is pissed
You lookin for the truth then look no
further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they
not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's
a clip
'Bang bang' at the rap game to make your
spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on
Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga - pick a
click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to
the industry
Got here, then I realized that ain't nobody
real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as
me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me
if he disagree
I bet I'm actin like your favorite rapper
isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and
show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's
as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y'all
gonna get to see
I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make
these haters mad
Perpetratin hatin ass, see me ridin candy
slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he
have?
I be losin count myself and I ain't even that
bad at math
That's how we do it in Texas, poppin trunk
and grippin wood
We reply to threats (how?) Nigga, I wish you
would
You can keep on talking, but that's only if
you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em
now? (No) Good!
[Chorus]
Ain't runnin from a thang, cause I ain't
never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, cause I can bring it if
they want
I'ma let it bang, so they can feel it in the
(innnn the trunk)
You bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and
throw it up
What you tryin to drank, cause I'ma bout to
get you drunk
Keep it pimpin mayne, so they can feel it in
the (innnn the trunk)
[Verse 2]
This for the street niggaz knowin they gotta
pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see
the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the
scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's Raid when
you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time, solo I can handle
mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like
you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I
hammer mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it's
Hammer Time
Shout out to the west and all my gangstas
pack heat up
Actin up and pack enough heat to make you
back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they hear the
back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York slang (What you
mean?) That's what;s up
Money stack it up when they feel they have
enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she givin
that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat your money
like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, cause I just
wanna cut
A hater gettin cut, someone gon' get hurt
(hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect
turf (turf)
(Houston, Texas) I'm the worst, ice looking
like sherbert
Bouncin off my chest, you're starin at it
like a pervert
Mixtape god, don't hate me, go to church
first (why?)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin
church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call yourself a
nurse (nurse!)
Diss me in your second and you won't get to
finish your third verse
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin
niggaz front (front)
_Controversy Sells_, the industry givin 'em
what they want (want)
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why
they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a
publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow, don't know that I'm
rich
And ignore the handles missing from the do's
of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me pause
for a flick
(What you tell her?) You can "106 & Park" on
my dick (on my dick)
Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gon' have to see the truth
come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe, what I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too busy tearin my shows up and getting
married to dough (dough)
Grave dig a nigga, (Whatchu mean?) I bury a
flow
Run, go get your city, come back and then
I'ma bury your area code
[Chorus]
Tags : In the trunk Chamillionaire Rap Us |
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Affichage : 12613
Durée : 281 s |
| SCRAPER BIKE - Trunk Boiz (Final Version) |
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Final cut of Scraper Bike by the Trunk Boiz
(http://www.myspace.com/datrunkboiz).
Young Champ, J Dub, and B-Janky rap in the
song. Beat produced by NB.
Video edited by Spencer Fortin & Robb
Silverstein.
Coming Soon - "How to Make a Scraper Bike" on
DVD... Will be on sale later this summer on
http://www.atmhitrecords.com.
http://www.myspace.com/datrunkboiz
http://www.myspace.com/albproductions510
and, if you want to get a scraper bike, talk
to Young Champ at
http://www.myspace.com/scrapperbikes
Tags : scraper bike trunk boiz hyphy east oakland west north go dumb GNDT atm records rims on candies slap spencer fortin |
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Affichage : 524741
Durée : 218 s |
| Too $hort "In The Trunk" |
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Born in Los Angeles, but an Oakland resident
by the age of 14, Too Short was the first
West Coast rap star, recording three albums
on his own before he made his major-label
debut with 1988's gold album Born to Mack;
his next four all went platinum. Anticipating
much of the later gangsta phenomenon, he
restricted his lyrical themes to tales of
sexual prowess and physical violence, with
the occasional social message track to mix
things up. After the release of Gettin' It
(Album Number Ten) in 1996, Too Short decided
to retire, his status assured as one of the
most successful solo rappers of the 1980s and
early '90s, although that decision would
prove short-lived.
Tags : Too $hort Bay Area Hip Hop Oakland California Music Videos |
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Affichage : 11212
Durée : 309 s |
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