Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the of revenge
This is the of revenge

You in the of the finest
mayne, this for the streets
Let's 'em somethin' they can bump in the trunk

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

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

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

Universal sent me to bring some to the industry
Got here then I realized ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a niggaz but none of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that gonna get to see

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

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

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can 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 tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can it in the, in the trunk

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

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

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

Money stack it up when they feel they have
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, hell yeah, 'cause I wanna cut

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

God, don't hate me, go to church first
Might as well since all the wearin' church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call a nurse
Diss me in second and you won't get to finish your third verse

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't never a punk
Drama 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 it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
you tryin' 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 full of fakes, all rappin' niggaz front
Controversy Sells, the industry givin 'em they want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, why they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a gun and go pull a publicity stunt

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

Can't about Texas and not mention me
the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still

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

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 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 'bout it wit'cha game, your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma to get you drunk
it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk