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(feat. Lil′ Flip)

(187, 187, 187)
(Who′s next?)

[Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking behind Chorus - w/ ad libs]
Screwed Up Click
You know what this means, right?
Clover G! Let′s go
Yeah, I′m too real to be an actor
Ya dig?
You know who you are
You be home, you behind the mic
Not me though

[Chorus]
"Nigga′s a threat, too real to be an actor" - [8X]

[Verse 1 - Lil′ Flip]
This ain′t a movie, this more like a screenplay
Cause on the real I went to the block each day (for real)
The G way, so hit me on my three way
Look if you want to live, you better take it easy
You jump, fly with me, I clip your wings off
You violate me again, I infa beam y′all
This H-Town, the home of the trunk poppers
Oh and I′m on that kush nigga, I′m a funk doctor
I make hits in the streets and in the booth
So keep playin I′ll put one on you (YOU)
I′m tatted up, cause I love takin pain
I give my artist′s a cheat and tell ′em "keep the change"
I ain′t petty player, I buy the whole thang
My work pure since you want to talk blow man
I got that shit that made Len Bias overdose
Yours truly, the King of the Third Coast

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yo, it′s Koopa baby, uh
Jackers pay attention and don′t get the script confused
Cause I promise Black & Decker ain′t gon′ miss you with the tools
Better duck before you lose, like McDuck or Mr. Scrooge
I ain′t givin away a golden cent or nothin to you fools
Clownin on the camera, tryin to get you on the news
Sometimes the cloest ones, the ones who tryin to see you lose
They say that "Family Matters" tell Urkel that I′m the truth
Cause I′m a be a "Family Guy" ′til Stewie get it misconstrued
Scratchin off the serial, materials get thrown away
For jackers I got that cereal, I′m pourin out the Special K
Don′t get blown away, plot and you will bowl away
From no one just with a Cheerio size hole to stay
Homie it ain′t no debate, some Pirelli′s known to hate
So I had to motivate a set of O′s to hold my swangs
Tippin on my rollerblades, head to toe way on them thangs
Tickets just get thrown away like I was supposed to pay

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Lil′ Flip]
Look, aye it′s way too late to try to make peace
Just be glad they didn′t find your ass on the streets
First they said H-Town wasn′t gonna blow
But we proved ′em wrong, even Bun B went gold
I′m Michael Phelps, the way I swim up in your wife
Look I′m the reason her juice box ain′t tight
(Who the King of Houston?), y′all better say me
Cause Def Jam Vendetta is the only way you′ll play me

[Verse 4 - Chamillionaire]
NBA Live 2006, only way that they′ll play me
I was born to be a boss and you just a trainee
In money that we trust, so you can trust in me
Cause I am money, you should see how much I clutched this week
They say that money talks, so you can trust this speech
It′s Barack O′Balla baby, let′s do lunch, let′s feast
Landlord of the H, let′s discuss this lease
If you in Texas and you leanin, then adjust your seat, for Pimp C

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Outro - Lil′ Flip - talking]
Hey, we too real man
For real, yeah
Too real to be an actor, man
(187, 187, who′s next?) 187, who′s next?
Hahaha
Hey Cham man
It feel good to be amongst the platinum elite club baby
Hey let ′em know
The grind don′t stop, Flipgates, Chamillionaire
It′s Volume 4, right?
Hey Cham man, let these niggaz know man
I′m fuckin with these beats now
682-561-8900

@ Chamillionaire

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[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(All around the world), yeah
(All around the world), yeah
(All around the world), uh
(This goes out to girls all around the world), let′s go
(All around the world), woo!
(All around the world), I like that
(All around the world), let me set the scenery real quick, cheah
(This goes out to girls all around the world)

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire - rapping]
Black watch, black shirt, starin through my locs (locs)
Lookin at you lookin like you know I′m goin to approach (approach)
We could do a uh, well we could do a toast
While you sit across the table tryin to figure out my gross (gross)
You out your mind, if you ain′t mind makin (mind makin)
′Cause I ain′t got the time for time takin (time takin)
Money doesn′t grow on trees but I′m thinkin (but I′m thinkin)
You ain′t never seen the millions I′m rakin (millions I′m rakin)
In, get a garbage bag
I be talkin trash, let me throw away my swag (let me throw away my swag)
I be talkin math baby, they be talkin half (half)
I be talkin yacht language, they be talkin raft (raft)
Where you want to fly? Give you wings like Red Bull (Red Bull)
We′ll be flyin on the jet skies like Jet Blue
You freaky I could probably give your knees a schedule
You freaky I could probably give your weave it′s next pull (woo!)
And I got plenty of sky miles (sky miles)
The four is goin to come after the G, when I′m out (when I′m out)
And she already knowin what I′m ′bout (I′m ′bout)
The paper boy, it′s only G′s on my route
If you want to (want to), then we can do whatever (′ever)
Whatever is clever or whatever is never (never)
Whatever is green, baby whatever is yellow
That′s whatever is G′s (cheese), whatever is chedder
I promise the card ain′t got a maximum (maximum)
Stacks with ′em, so he goin to have the straps with ′em (straps with ′em)
They be like you look exactly like it′s him (it′s him)
Car dashin/Kardashian, it looks exactly like a Kim (like a Kim)
I′m in a zone, she ask "can she hold me?" (hold me)
I won′t let her, I′m just tryin to score like Kobe (score like Kobe)
And you just tryin to block like goalie (block like goalie)
But I′m a give her D like my first name Moby (first name Moby)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
(All around the world, girls all around the world), haha, get ′em
(This goes out to girls all around the world), yeah
(All around the world, girls all around the world), get ′em
(This goes out to girls all around the world), all around the world
(All around the world, all, all around the world), get her
(This goes out to girls all around the world), know what I′m talkin ′bout?? Yeah
(All around the world, all, all around the world)
I know they be tryin to talk about my singing, but (get her)
(This goes out to girls all around the world), let me do it, let′s go

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire - singing]
I used to not know why haters would try so hard to hate (why they hatin baby?)
Until I moved up from Ramen Noodles to shrimp and steak
Ewww (I know you like that steak)
Girl (filet mignon)
You can order what you like (haha, it′s on me)
You can order what you like (haha, it′s on me baby)
′Cause we′ll be on a yacht, starin at white beaches and waves (that′s what I′m talkin about)
And you′ll be tannin topless tellin me you′re feelin great
Ewww (you′re feelin great baby)
Girl, I′m a help you clear your mind
I′m a help you clear your mind (Chamillitary mayne)

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire - rapping]
Uh, yeah
She said "Hakeem, we should pause for a quick flick"
Seen my jewels, I remind her of Slick Rick
Dough that′ll grow like we heatin up biscuits
Chamill got a mil that′s as cheesy as it gets (I don′t get it)
Cheddar, Velveeta with the money
I don′t break a sweat baby, even if it′s sunny
Ladies they love me, I′m Fresh like Doug E.
I hated being broke so I made money my buddy (haha)
I promise I don′t say it just to spit it (spit it)
Go to Saint Martin and tell ′em I already did it (did it)
French or the Dutch side, tell me if you with it (with it)
Cook like the Curry goin be finished in a minute
Steak′s so large, she goin to say she want to split it (split it)
Passport fool, you would think I run the city (city)
Put me on the stand, I′m like "ah, damn (ah, damn)
I promise there′s a witness that saw me gettin in that - pool
Yeah, the Thrilla in Manila (woo)
Thrilla in Manila, naw I′m trilla than Manila
We could catch a flight, maybe we can get a dinner
While I′m bumpin that "Trilla", while I feel ya in the villa (villa)
Business man, do whatever stop no ma′am
BlackBerry′s near, always lookin for mo′ grands
Ronald Isley is the sound of the slow jam
If sex is a weapon, then I′m ready to go BLAM! (hah)
Get a two day tan
′Cause the other two days, me and you stay in
Turn backwards like Kriss and them used to do they pants
Your homegirl just mad, ′cause her dude ain′t Cham
The kid goin to prevail when it come to the skills
Like LL "I be doin it and doin it well"
But right now when I do it, I don′t do it for sales (oh yeah?)
When I do what I be doin, I just do it for self (haha)

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
All around the world, girls all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world
All around the world, girls all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world
All around the world, all, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world
All around the world, all, all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world

[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking over the Chorus]
Yeah, we in Dubai on a peninsula baby
Not an island, a peninsula
An island is completely surrounded by water
and a peninsula is almost all the way surrounded by water
Haha, we do it big like that
Hugh Hefner′s next door too
What up Hef?

@ Chamillionaire

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[Intro - Chamillionaire]
You just reached the answer machine
When you call me, I′m never answerin
Umm, I be always hustlin, so that′s the reason that I′m gone
So maybe you will understand, why I can′t pick up the phone
(Leave a message)

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yes she′s a pro (pro), sex and a slow (slow)
American Idol, a professional show (woo)
Givin you a vote and it′s impressive to know
When she open her mouth that she was destined to blow (whoa)
How you tell me you ain′t impressed with my dough?
This ain′t the type of money you done messed with before
Stretchin the dough (dough), best with the flow (flow)
Sick the way I spit, they say I′m blessed with a cold
Touchin your body, leave your flesh with a glow
Chasin the Pussycat and tryin to get with Nicole
Really that′s a myth, my confession is no (no)
Really I′m on the grind and tryin to get with the dough (dough)
Game′s to be sold, can you dig what I′m sellin?
If it′s a crime, they gon′ say that I′m felon
Sexual eruption, you eruptin like seven
While I′m singin out, I just want to +F You+ like Devin
Lights, cameras, action, I hope you′re not Ellen
Talk show, is exactly what you′re not gettin
Money′s my cologne and the scent that I′m smellin
So gold diggin women say my scent is like heaven, heaven, heaven
Shocked when I knocked her
Love my company, but that′s a Gamble like Proctor
Before your boyfriend sneak up on you like ′got ya!′ (got ya)
Better straighten up like posture

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I′m not your - baby
Your baby, your baby, your baby
I′m not your - baby
Your baby, your baby, your baby
And you so - crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
And you so - crazy
So crazyyyyy
You really need to stop callin my phone

[Break - Woman - talking]
Hello?
So why are you not answerin the phone
You said you were going to call me right back
And it′s been like a minute and a half
And I don′t know why you would say you would call me right back
If right back, isn′t right back
I mean when I say I′m going to call you right back
I call you right, back
And I mean I just don′t understand why your not answering the phone
If you don′t want to talk to me
It′s like why ...

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Errr, message erased, got to get to the cake
You actin like a billion is easy to make
Other rappers out there tryin to get an estate
That′s a house, while I′m out tryin to get me a state
Uh, so now you tryin to get all of my case
And I just met you last week, you should try brakes
Slow yourself down, now I′m ready to migrate
Should have never hit you back on myspace
(I′m not your baby)

[Break - Woman - talking]
So I′m, I′m still waitin for you to call me back
I don′t know what you′re doing
What you′re not doing, who you′re with
Like, you need to talk to me, okay?
We need some, we have to talk about some things
I miss you, I haven′t seen you
It′s been like, three days
And I just want to know where you are
I just want to hear your voice
You know like, you have no idea how it makes me feel
Knowing that your doing, whatever your doing
You know, and, and your not checking on me
And I′m checking on you
I want somebody to call me
The way I call you, I mean I can ...

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Errr, message erased, you ain′t even my chick (chick)
And three days ago, you saw the profile pic (pic)
On the internet, talkin like you legit
And a Stan is a man, but you must be a Sis
Better bother Rapper Rick, or go call K.J.
Better call Masa or pick up May Bay
Go and call Tyson or go call Ray J
Call Hurricane and he might say (A Bay Bay)

[Outro - Operator Recording]
"The number you have reached is not in service at this time
And there is no new number
Please be sure you have checked the telephone directory for the right number
And you are dialing correctly
This is a recording
If you need help, you need help, hang up, hang up
And then di, and then di, and then di" [echo]

[Female voice:] Chamillitary mayne

@ Chamillionaire

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[Intro]
I got the block on smash
I got the block on smash
Hey, hey-yay-ey, mmmm...

[Hook]
I got the block on smash
But what I′m gon′ do with all this doggone cash?
If you do your thang, I′ma make it rain
But only if you work it like I work my wood grain
I got the ice on chill
What I′m gon′ do with all these hundred dollar bills?
Hundred dollar bills, you know what it is
But only if you work it like I work my wood wheel

[Verse 1]
Koopa, she thought about my riches and said "Give me what you have"
And then she told her homegirl to go and get a couple bags
And that′s when I replied and said "You must be bad at math"
My money flow like water, let′s dive in and take a bath
Splash, I′ma put some credit on the tab
You see the card that′s black and that′s the equivalent of cash
I′ma personalise my tags and call my slab the cab
Cause when she′s hoppin in, yeah she gon′ have to pay for that
Relax, cause I got my speakers to the max
When I speak and start massagin it′s like lotion on your back
Every club that I hit is packed, everything I say is fact
So if I said it you can bet that it′s gon′ always be exact

[Interlude]
Haha, hi hater, I know what you thinkin
Why all the girls gotta slide towards him when he fall off in the club?
That′s cause I′m smellin like ten thousand dollar cologne
You like what kind of cologne cost ten thousand dollars?
That′s that Wells Fargo Number Nine, take a sniff of success baby

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Boucin to the boot, lookin for ladies to recruit
You can check and see that the swanger′s sittin crooked like a tooth
Vodka with the juice, now she tellin me that she loose
Now she tellin me by the train and saying her friend is the caboose
(True, true) Oops, I promised not to kiss and tell
Cause I don′t tell and might as well say that I ain′t gon′ kiss your girl
I′ma bail in a Chevelle and just smoke, gon′ leave a trail
Swanger swangin while I′m slowly slidin sluggish like a snail
Chamillionaire yeah! And I′m still popped up crooked
Actin like we don′t see the watchers lookin
Plenty of heat in that stash spot, just cookin
Gonna make me open up a box of whoopin

[Hook]

@ Chamillionaire

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(feat. Killa Kyleon)

[Chorus]
I look good in my ′Lac
Got that wood in my ′Lac
And I′m grippin′ when I′m tippin′ through the hood in my ′Lac
Yea I ride in my ′Lac
Open wide in my ′Lac
On 84s on them vogues when I slide in my ′Lac
Top dropped in my ′Lac
Got that knock in my ′Lac
And u can hear it cause I got the trunk popped in my ′Lac
Keep a glock in my ′Lac
Somethin′ cocked in my lap
Just in case a hata trip tryin to plot for my (caddillac benz)

[Verse 1 - Killa Kyleon]
From Houston to Chi-kango
Killa is the main ho
Rollin′ wit ya main ho she lookin′ like Jermaine ho
Caddy switchin′ lanes slow
Hand fulla grain low
And the butta bucket to my button see my bang glow
Diamond chain hang low
Bricks of that Anglo
Saxan I ain′t taxin′
for the low I let them thangs go
yea I′m the main ho
I do my thang ho
Might not be Indian but I can make it rain ho
I′ll give ya fat kush that′ll make them hoes quick
Ridin′ dirth in my slab wit my Acres Homes chick
She from that 4-4
I got that .44
That′ll leave yo shirt lookin′
Right where that boat low

[Chorus]
I look good in my ′Lac
Got that wood in my ′Lac
And I′m grippin′ when I′m tippin′ through the hood in my ′Lac
Yea I ride in my ′Lac
Open wide in my ′Lac
On 84s on them vogues when I slide in my ′Lac
Top dropped in my ′Lac
Got that knock in my ′Lac
And u can hear it cause I got the trunk popped in my ′Lac
Keep a glock in my ′Lac
Somethin′ cocked in my lap
Just in case a hata trip tryin to plot for my (caddillac benz)

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
I′m pullin′ up in the Benz
Hi Kappa like the fraternity
I′m the king of the currency
My money long as eternity
I ain′t even a doctor but I′m really tryin to learn to be
Ridin wit the plastic givin′ tha jacker
Plastic surgery
Now I′m lookin′ glossy starin off and get a migraine
Lookin′ like Sliver Surfer when I be slidin′ on them wide swangs
I′m enjoyin my fame
Car ain′t never dry mayne
Call me Superman
(YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU′LL) I′m super soaking my paint
23 inch shoes, who could be this smooth
doors doin′ the suicide like you can be excxxused
plenty vehicles, so we creep wit tools
hatas lookin′ for mechanics
trust that we them dudes

[Chorus]
I look good in my ′Lac
Got that wood in my ′Lac
And I′m grippin′ when I′m tippin′ through the hood in my ′Lac
Yea I ride in my ′Lac
Open wide in my ′Lac
On 84s on them vogues when I slide in my ′Lac
Top dropped in my ′Lac
Got that knock in my ′Lac
And u can hear it cause I got the trunk popped in my ′Lac
Keep a glock in my ′Lac
Somethin′ cocked in my lap
Just in case a hata trip tryin to plot for my (caddillac benz)

[Verse 3 - Killa Kyleon]
I pull a presidential I′m puffin that presidential
Money cup in my hand the other guidin′ the double nickel (it′s G2TM)
Yea ho I′m on my paper
I′m skipping through the city
Yea ho I′m on my racer
Choppin′ choppin′ up the corners
I give the block a shape up
That′s right I kill a scene so go put the yellow tape up
(throwin′ deuces out my ceilin′)
some like I play my Jacob
that′s right I′m on my job
I clock in for the hatas
Grown woman on my hood in that Superman pose
Big shiny grill like my car cant keep its mouth closed
Texan wire wheels
That′s right, I′m on those
Don′t got friends but I got 4s on my

[Bridge - Chamillionaire]
(Caddillac and Benz)
Drop the top slow
I can feel the breeze and let my leather seats show
(Caddillac and Benz)
For show
Leanin′ on voughes and a set of elbows
(In my Caddillac and Benz)
hatas outsold
everywhere I go I got to grip my .44
(In my Caddillac and Benz)
I′ma crawl slow
I′ma crawl slow
Cause that′s how playas roll
(In my Caddillac and Benz)

@ Chamillionaire

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[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Log on
Chamillionaire.com
We got a all new social network
A all new social website, I′m on there, I′m active
Holla at me, chamillionaire.com baby

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Heeey, I′m livin good, couldn′t be better
Grippin wood, on the leather
Lettin ′em look at my bezzle (at my bezzle)
I got my diamonds exposed
I′m a shine and I′m a glow
Got my diamonds exposed
I′m a shine and I′m a glow
Y′all know I′m in the hood gettin cheddar
Floatin just like a feather
Sittin up on propellers
Heeey, I got my diamonds exposed
I′m a shine and I′m a glow
Got my diamonds exposed
I′m a shine and I′m a glow
Y′all know I got to flo-ss

[Break - Chamillionaire - talking]
Hold up man, I know I was supposed to drop this Mixtape Messiah 4 a long time ago
But ah, honestly after Pimp passed, I really didn′t feel like putting it out
I was kind of chilling, on the whole music thing
A lot of people was asking me where I was at
And where I′ve been, what I′ve been up to
But really, if you listened to the album, +Ultimate Victory+, my last, sophomore album
Then you will see, that at the end of it
I told you ahead of time, what I was going to do
I was going to take a little vacation because
I′ve been like grinding on this mixtape thing since 1998
Never took no break, working hard man
You could see the stress on my face
Just always dealing with rap, every single day man
I had to take some time away from it man
Just to get my thoughts together, come back and be right, you know?
But I got a new album coming fourth quarter
Ah, the name is "to be announced"
Stay tuned to chamillionaire.com, I′ll give you all the information man
We back on, we ready to get it, know what I′m talking about?
And ah, honestly man, even though I′m messing with boys from Texas
After the +Won′t Let You Down+ song
I felt like I wasn′t going to mess with nobody from Texas
And I′m a say that because I tried to get everybody on the song cleared
And I couldn′t get nobody cleared
Well almost nobody, I got Pimp cleared
R.I.P. to him, he passed away
But he was cleared on the record
And I was a little bit upset because I feel like that record could have went a lot further than it
did
Like there was actually no video for that record
I never got another video, because I couldn′t get my "peers," cleared
Wow!
I ain′t trying to point the fingers at nobody
I′m just saying man, as fans y′all need to put the pressure on everybody in Texas to come with it
Because I′m a come with it
I know y′all be hitting me on every website I got, telling me I need to step it up
So you need to do the same with everybody else man
You know what I′m saying?
We ain′t nothing without y′all
Chamillionaire.com, log on and let me know what the business is
And if you trying to get in contact with me
You can call me at 832-514-4730
Yeah, I′m getting my Mike Jones on right now
I mean there′s so much that I could say
But I ain′t really want to talk y′all ear off
On this CD, cause that′s what I do and then they start say I′m preaching
And you know how that go
But I′m a give y′all a lot of information on chamillionaire.com man
Y′all log on, I′ll let you know what the business is

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
Heeey, I′m livin good, couldn′t be better
Grippin wood, on the leather
Lettin ′em look at my bezzle (at my bezzle)
I got my diamonds exposed (′sposed, ′sposed)
Feelin good, crawlin slow
I got my diamonds exposed (′sposed, ′sposed)
Feelin good, crawlin slow
Y′all know I′m in the hood gettin cheddar
Floatin just like a feather
Sittin up on propellers
Heeey, I got my diamonds exposed (′sposed, ′sposed)
Feelin good, crawlin slow
I got my diamonds exposed (′sposed, ′sposed)
Feelin good, crawlin slow
Y′all know I got to flo-ss

[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
My new album will drop fourth quarter
December, y′all look out for that man
I promise, I promise, I′m in the zone

@ Chamillionaire

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(feat. Slim Thug, Trae)

[Chorus]
we hear em talking dine
but we still
on the grind
crawlin′ slow
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
we back up on the rise
feeling good
feeling fine
poppin′ trunk
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Even after the Ozone Awards is over
We still feeling like aint nobody colder
Still throwing twenty inch swangs on the Rover
Candy like they dated twenty fifth of October
Told ya′ll to chill wit that instigatin′
You say you from the H and its instant hatin′
We started the trend you imitatin′
These swangas and voughes these isn′t daytons
Seen us doing it in Harlem Knights
Say we do it big then you boys is right
Spending more dough than you saw in ya life
And that′s just what ya boy spent on the dice
Instigatin′ you instigatin′ we gon′ hold it dine yea ya′ll see
Hate won′t ever live as long as me
End of the bullet where the karma be
Why you wanna try to come talk to me
Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a G
Journalists need to get up off my D
Him and E-Class always kept it real with me
The rap game looking so childish lately
Told me the industry is bound to break me
Can′t let the fakeness dominate me
Step up in the streets say its time to pay me
Aint never been a friend of the industry
I aint never been a friend of the gimmicky
I aint never been good with the chemistry
But let me tell ya′ll clowns what its finna be
Texas aint as hot as it was so they say we aint as worth as much
Ringtone rappers actors dancers trappers they just outworking us
50 Cent working way harder baby
and Lil Wayne was working harder too
all of us was getting street paper but that was way before Carter 2
if you from Texas and a Screw head when I wrote this Verse I swear I thought of you
another clique should′ve came behind us we already showed what working hard
would do payed the price to live the major life but when we hear the hate we tell
boys to chill
Bun B the main Texas rapper holding Texas up right now for real
Pimp passed we should′ve learned from that we ought to all be helping Bun
rep the trill
Rep the swangs
Rep the paint
Rep the bang
Rep the grill
Seen Pat in a red Lincoln seen Slim Thug in a photo drop
So I had to chop off the roof take a picture of that and call it photo chop
Been riding clean
Since Rodney King
Martin Luther Dream and chrome monoblocks
All of us been repping Texas baby one thing I know is that it sho′ don′t stop

[Chorus]
we hear em talking dine
but we still
on the grind
crawlin′ slow
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
we back up on the rise
feeling good
feeling fine
poppin′ trunk
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town

[Verse 2 - Slim Thug]
H-Town nawfside
That′s where the boss ride
Haters get ya mouth wide
Ya insides outside
Talking down on my side
Naw we don′t play that
Where you say that will be the same place you lay at
We been sipping drank by the pint since way back
We been candy paint on them 4s since they made that
Hop up in my fly ride watch the top lay back
Rather flip a drop ′Lac before I flip a Maybach
Wonder why I say that
I′m so hood
And it aint shit better than this leather and the wood
Got my diamonds looking good and my hand on remote
And I′m tucked in that buck while I float like a boat
Looking clean like soap
Diamond rope on my throat
And I′m feeling presidential please vote for the hope
If we vote for ya hope
Please answer one note
Let us get in mo′ dough
Everybody going broke

[Chorus]
we hear em talking dine
but we still
on the grind
crawlin′ slow
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
we back up on the rise
feeling good
feeling fine
poppin′ trunk
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town

[Verse 3 - Trae]
King of the streets no days no sleep
Paint wet as hell with reptiles on the seats
Trunk got an attitude yelling out when it speak
Pissed off the top it been lost for a week
Slab looking like Shaq by the way it post up
Guaranteed to hit haters no less than close up
Niggas mad cause the south done rose up
Like Yao Ming big swangs on trucks
Find me in the hood on a couple of blocks
With a couple Aks and a couple of Glocks
No work in the trunk for a couple of stops
Duffle bag when I pay away a couple of cops
I dedicate this to Hawk and Pimp C
Moe and Fat Pat, Screw and Lil E
I rep them the same way I rep TDC
If it wasn′t for them then what would I be
With diamonds I′ma stay shining bright
H-town all day and all night
I chose the pace to come take the throne
Cause some of these niggas aint living right
We slowed up shit and we changed the game
Copped the old school and we changed the frame
And wave the trunk that reads ′I Am the H′
Anything you saying you better change ya name

[Chorus]
we hear em talking dine
but we still
on the grind
crawlin′ slow
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
we back up on the rise
feeling good
feeling fine
poppin′ trunk
tippin′ dine
but we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town
tell them boys its time to lay it dine
tell tell them boys its time to lay it dine
cause we do it for
cause we do it for
cause we do it for h-town

@ Chamillionaire

Текст песни:

(feat. Famous)

(Naw for real though, I know what y′all been waitin for)
(Don′t trip, I got it)

(Fire!)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire - w/ ad libs]
"Say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"You say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"You say that you want fire, want fire, want fire"
"You say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"You say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"Say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"Say that you want fire, come hire the Messiah"
"You say that you want fire, want fire, want fire"

[Chamillionaire - talking behind Chorus]
Haha (hmmm)
(I got that) fire
I got a little fire too
You know what I′m talkin about? (hmmm)
Yeah, (they want that, they want that) fire
Okay I′ll tell you what
You be Koopa, I′m a be Hollywood Jackson (ch-cheah)
I′ll be Famous
You ready? You sing the hook and everything (woo!)
(Fire!), let′s get it man

[Verse 1 - Famous]
Man they say they want that heat, man they say they want that beat
In they trunk (yeah), I fuck with niggaz who got drama for the heat
To that punk like fuck you gon′ do when a nigga run up on you
Put that (fire) to your ass, got you runnin out your own shoes (fire, fire, fire)
Zone 2, when I′m out in the A (A, what′s up?)
And stay draped up in drips, so they know I don′t play (you know I don′t play)
Spittin (fire), but they sayin little shorty okay (yeah)
Told them suckers I′m the best and you probably are gay (Famous)
[laughing], say I really miss Pimp C
Them simps be cappin, but really slackin mentally (yeah)
Why you doin all that actin baby? It′s me
Hollywood Jackson, I′m a pass ′em, I′m a switch speeds (yeah)
Spillin drink on my shirt, I don′t switch T′s
I can do that like Flip nigga, this T (what′s up boy?)
E-X, we stressed, we next, we best
Spittin fire ′til there′s no mics left

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[Chamillionaire - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah
I know, they want that (fire)
That′s what′s up baby
Chamillitary is the, they want that, they want that (fire)
Name that′s runnin the game (hmmm)
Name that′s runnin the game (they want that fire)
You know I got that fire baby
Hakeem (hmmm), King Koopa baby, hey (let′s go)

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
I hope y′all countin all the fire verses I done produced (produced)
They said you break it then you buy it, so I′m buyin this booth (woo!)
Puttin the 26′s on and sit so high in the coupe
You hold your hand up in the air, it still ain′t high as my roof (the truth)
In the club the bartender said he ain′t gettin bread (what?)
That′s when I pulled the twenty stack out, like "I heard what you said!" (you said)
I jump over this bar, hit you in your tender head
Forget your name, they gon′ call your bartender instead (ha!)
What the heck you talkin about? I′m gettin millis for really
While y′all be lip-syncin millis like your Milli Vanilli (woo!)
You would think it was Obama movin into the city
I′m in a Presidential Suite, a little bigger than Diddy′s (P. Diddy)
SUV glidin, you know I′m a take the player route
I be talkin money, cause that′s always what I′m thinkin ′bout (real)
Money so Swiss, got it sittin in a bank account
I can′t take it out, cause it will probably cause the bank to bounce (boing)
Bungee cord (yeah), don′t want to see my money bored
We should count it all, let′s chop it up, just like a hunting sword (woo!)
Monopoly, I got a little money boy
Got a lot of millions, but you know I need a hundred more
Left the Swishahouse and took the solo steps
Lost some partners and they say that I got no more left (oh yeah?)
Ben Franklin still my homie, baby slow your rep
It′s like Jermaine Dupri is me and I am So So Def (fire!)
If you ain′t talkin money hunnie

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

(Fire!)

[Female voice:] Chamillitary mayne

@ Chamillionaire

Текст песни:

Hustlin the grands, hustle cause I can
Hustle like my mother was in love with rubber bands
Russia and Japan, Russia pass the fans
I am not a sucker, sucker mother was a Stan
I ain′t never ran, I am number tan
If ten is meaning best then we are votin who the man
Jumpin out the Lam-borghini, they like damn
Wanna be like him so I can get me one of them
I ain′t gon′ pretend, gun it never jam
Cadillac the truck, I got another that′s sedan
Money come from Pam, money come to hand
That′s the bitches manager, I want her, I′ma span
Ask me where I been, I′ve been spending Ben
Franklins and swangin, gettin mileage on my Benz
I ain′t gon′ pretend, I ain′t one of them
People that be fake, so effort, I don′t want a friend

The industry is saying that boy got skills
And the streets is saying that boy so real
Who that boy trackin that boy Chamill′?
Always give you somethin that boys gon′ feel

@ Chamillionaire