Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the sound of
This is the sound of

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

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

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

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

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

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper me
Tell second favorite whose the best and show '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 that y'all gonna get to see

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

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

Ain't runnin' from a thang, I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they
I'ma let it bang so 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 can feel it in the, in the trunk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You in the presence of the
The game is full of fakes, all these niggaz front
Sells, the industry givin 'em what 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 she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing from the of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me for a flick
What you her? You can "106 and park on my dick"

Can't speak Texas and not mention me
'Cause the world 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 disagree

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

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