Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the sound of
is the sound of revenge

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 your speakers up
Turn your speakers up man
Let it bump, it's a thing
Ha ha, mayne

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

They say is sick, click click, here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make spirits lift
And it to me the industry 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 that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite he should diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that 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 vehicles can he have?
I be losin' count and I ain't even that 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 keep on but that's only if you could
Gotta my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? No good

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

This for the niggaz knowin' they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace tossin' ya when he see the results
for the G's, hate is what 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 too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I mine
Time to you do the Running Man like it's Hammer Time

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

Money stack it up when they they have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, she givin' that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, your 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 disrespect
Houston, Texas I'm the worst, ice like sherbet
Bouncin' off my chest, you're at it like a pervert

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

Ain't runnin' a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if want
I'ma let it so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and 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 is full of fakes, all these rappin' niggaz front
Controversy Sells, the industry 'em what they want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why they 'em up
Get a vest, a gun and go pull a publicity stunt

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

Can't speak Texas 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
934-829 to the 2 if you still

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

runnin' from a thang, 'cause 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 'bout it wit'cha game, 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