Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the of revenge
This is the sound of

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

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

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

They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a
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 some realness to the industry
Got here then I that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em as me
Tell your favorite rapper he diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm like your favorite 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 that y'all 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 myself and I ain't even bad at math

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

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 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 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
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the
Gauge get sprayed like it's Raid when you see him approach

Tell you of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a
But you don't a nine, I'll show you I hammer mine
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 heat to you back it up
The back it up, soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York what you mean? that's what's up

Money stack it up when they feel have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she that to us
put all that in cuffs, treat 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, I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbet
Bouncin' off my chest, you're at it like a pervert

Mixtape God, don't me, go to church first
Might as well all the rappers wearin' church shirts
Better ahead of time, call yourself a nurse
Diss me in your 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 it if they want
I'ma let it so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it mayne, so they 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 what want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a stunt

Hoe act like she slow, know that I'm rich
And ignore the missing from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and me pause for a flick
What you tell her? You can "106 and on my dick"

Can't speak about and not mention me
'Cause the world have to see the truth come out eventually
rip any gimmick rapper out from 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 up and gettin' married to dough
Grave dig a nigga, mean? 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 never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the
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 mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk