Luyện nghe bài hát Not A Criminal

Uh! Looks another win for me
It's an ultimate victory, mayne!

Chamillionaire w/ Kelis doubling Cham's vocals after second line]
Everybody get low, a stick-up, everybody get low (Everybody get Lower!)
Everybody get low, a stick-up, everybody get low (Everybody get Lower!)
get low, it's a stick-up, everybody get low (Everybody Get.. low!)
Everybody get low, it's a stick-up, get low (Chamilltary!)

One: Chamillionaire & Kelis]
Everywhere that I
[Everywhere I go, look at me like a criminal)
But C.E.O.-ooo-oooh
C.E.O., I'ma suffer for a D.E.O.)
I'm not a criminal!

Let 'em stay loco while I'm to hit Japan
That G4 get me out I get in a jam
You go international to get with Cham'
on ya phone? (oh!) I betcha switch ya minute plan
Let these other rappers beef, while arguin'
We be runnin' in with the bags to get all the (grams)
Take it hands (hands), take it outcha hands (oh!)
Money talks, only language I understand
I heard that Puff and Jay was worth over three mill' (yeah)
That mean this I gotta put it in three hundred gear (yeah)
You on a treadmill homey, you just still
You sense the rap but all the other love the field
I got the plaque but now I'm back for the
We know, I'ma still stick to the street
Tell me what the industry is lookin' at me
'Cause he sold platinum and they didn't think it would be
Now tryna tell me that there will never be more
But these flows are sure to be a (oh!) to ego
Yeah I'm from the South, they try to tell me we slow
But ironic how ya tryna keep up with me though

[Chorus Chamillionaire & Kelis]
Everywhere that I
I go, they look at me like a criminal)
But C.E.O.-ooo-oooh
[I'ma C.E.O., I'ma for a D.E.O.)
I already got
[I already got dough, but I think it's for me to get more)
C.E.O.-ooo-oooh
[I'ma C.E.O., suffer for a D.E.O.)
I'm not a criminal!

Call up Universal, 'em open up the vault
And tell 'em that I just had another million thought!
Hours do not sell, they tell me we in a drought
I bet I run in these labels for the (dough!) and 'em off
I'ma boss, ye-yeah my money is (oh!)
like my Motorola minutes is
Idiots, Koopa to tell you what the bidness is
Rappin' this, rapper major label owner rich
Wha'chu mean the label didn't
I put a million on a million and do it I go broke!
Might have to run for president so ya vote!
Bin Laden wouldn't be the only one in the scope! {*gun shot*}
Get a rope! And tape, there's 'bout to be a crime
Simplify ya songs, I ain't mine
The industry done got in the streets, that's why rap is
get it confused, I'ma still show you how to grind
They tell me if I write a for the females (no!)
The D sales is sure to the retail
Hope you gotta up plan, if you CD fails
I 'em like seashells, 'til they hit these shelves

[Chorus

Oh! Everybody get low, a stick-up, everybody get low (Everybody Get low!)
get low, this a stick-up, everybody get low (Everybody Get.. low!) {*gun shot*}
Ultimate Victory, I'm for the reload
But we know, I'ma stick to the street code (Everybody get low!)
You see somethin' in the middle of the road
Bouncin' off rims like a at a free throw (Everybody get low!)
I told 'em tomorrow be on BET
Look at all the free clothing they came and gave to me (Everybody get oh!)
I told 'em tomorrow be on MTV
Look at all the jewelry, my gave to me for free (Chamillitary mayne!)
I'm winnin' so keep the to a minimal
Y'all need to all give applause to the (oh!)
I'm how y'all talk in ya interviews
Y'all really all just be talk like
Poppin' at the mouth (oh!), while I'm poppin'
Fifty in my pocket, pants gotta sag
Magazine crtics talkin' like they bad
Never in the streets tryna hide a pen and pad
But okay! I know why you gettin' mad
'Cause you know I got a lotta whatever you had
Gotta better pad (oh!), gotta slab
We gon' keep it movin', try ya to get a cab
you was jammin' Master P
Now that super hot, you tryna ask for me
be askin' for a verse, they don't even ask the fee
Tellin' me how many bars to spit, that's for free
ANNNHHH! Try again, sorry, better luck time
Unless I'm sleep, the only it's not, let's grind!
Y'all need to like the words on the red sign
I'm pointing somethin', tellin' ya, "Get down!" {*screwed*}

[Outro:
Oh! Everybody get low, a stick-up, everybody get low
Everybody get low, this a stick-up, get low
Not a criminal!