Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the sound of
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 point you should be turnin' your speakers up
Turn your up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump, it's a thing
Ha ha, mayne

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

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

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

I bet I'm actin' like your rapper isn't me
Tell your second 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 battle that y'all gonna get to see

I'm plainly sayin' what I'm sayin' to 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 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 on talkin' but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my up, can you hear 'em now? No good

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't never a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if 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, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so can feel it in the, in the trunk

This for the niggaz knowin' they gotta pee in a cup
your peace officer tossin' ya when he see the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's 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 don't have a nine, I'll show you I mine
Time to make you do the Running Man it's Hammer Time

Shout out to the and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin' up and pack enough heat to make you it up
The hoes back it up, as they hear 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, then she that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, I just 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 like a

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

Ain't runnin' from a thang, I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the
You 'bout it wit'cha game, your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 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 rappin' front
Controversy Sells, the givin 'em what they want
See he ain't as he say, that's why they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go a publicity stunt

Hoe act she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And the handles missing from the do's 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 about Texas and not mention me
'Cause the world have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick out from A to Z
to the 2 if you still disagree

We never marry a hoe, what marry 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 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 feel it in the, in the
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide 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