Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the of revenge
This is the sound of

You in the presence of the
Chamillitary mayne, for the streets
Let's give 'em they can bump in the trunk

At this point you should be your speakers up
your speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump, a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary

I heard somebody say that the ain't got no lyricists
Well, bang, at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin' for the then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say not hearin' this

They say is sick, click click, here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to your spirits lift
And it seems to me the is all on Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga, a click

Universal sent me to bring realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that nobody real but me
Okay, a niggaz but none of 'em real as me
your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a of me
He'd have to me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that gonna get to see

I'm sayin' what I'm sayin' to make these haters mad
Perpetration hatin' ass, see me candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many can he have?
I be losin' myself and I ain't even that bad at math

That's how we do it in Texas, poppin' trunk and grippin'
We reply to threats, nigga, I wish you
You can keep on but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my up, can you hear 'em now? No good

Ain't runnin' a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can it in the, in the trunk

This for the niggaz knowin' they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin' ya he see the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the
Gauge gonna get sprayed like Raid when you see him approach

Tell you ahead of time, I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but the part like you a pantomime
But you have a nine, I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the Man like it's Hammer Time

Shout out to the west and all my gangstas heat up
Actin' up and pack enough to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New slang what you mean? that's what's up

Money stack it up when they they have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat money like a slut
Niggaz better share, yeah, 'cause I just wanna cut

A hater gettin' cut, someone gon' get
Especially if you met me and was turf
Houston, I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbet
off my chest, you're starin' at it like a pervert

Mixtape God, hate me, go to church first
Might as well since all the rappers church shirts
think ahead of time, call yourself a nurse
Diss me in your second and you get to finish your third verse

Ain't from a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the
You it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so can feel it in the

You in the of the finest
The game is of fakes, all these rappin' niggaz front
Sells, the industry givin 'em what they want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a publicity

Hoe act she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing the do's of my whip
But she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick
What you tell You can "106 and park on my dick"

Can't speak about and not mention me
'Cause the world gon' have to see the come out eventually
I'll rip any rapper out from A to Z
to the 2 if you still disagree

We never marry a hoe, I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too tearin' my shows up and gettin' married to dough
Grave dig a nigga, Whatchu mean? I bury a
Run, go get city, come back and then I'ma bury your area code

Ain't runnin' from a thang, I ain't never been a punk
ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and it up
What you tryin' to drank, I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so can feel it in the, in the trunk