Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the of revenge
is the sound of revenge

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

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

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

say Chamill 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, pick a

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

I bet I'm actin' your favorite rapper isn't 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 y'all get to see

I'm plainly sayin' what I'm sayin' to make haters mad
Perpetration hatin' ass, see me ridin' slab
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' and grippin' wood
We reply to threats, nigga, I wish you
You can keep on but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? No

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I never been 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 'bout it game, decide 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, in the trunk

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

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

Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack up
Actin' up and pack enough heat to make you it up
The hoes back it up, soon as 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 enough
Get the and add 'em up, then she givin' that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat money like 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, I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbet
Bouncin' off my chest, you're at it like a pervert

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

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 wit'cha game, your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause 'bout to get you drunk
it pimpin' mayne, so they 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 givin 'em what want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go a publicity stunt

Hoe act like she slow, know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles 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 gon' to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you disagree

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

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