Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What Ya Got

[Intro - - talking]
Ch-ch-cheah, your into your boy the Chamillionator
Cause I stay 'em
what I'm talkin 'bout?
Mixtape Part 2
go

"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the

[Chorus 1 -
This is why I'm hot mama (woo)
This is why I'm hot little (Chamillitary mayne)
This is why I'm hot
(This is why I'm hot) -
This is why I'm hot
(Tell 'em why)
I'm the king of mixtapes

I'm the king of

[Verse 1 -
(woo), lookin right at the grim reaper like I don't need the support of ya
The kid in the booth is the coroner
I hear the track and I murder it the 40 of
caliber, that's when they all askin you, you recordin for?
I stand that these boys soundin horrible
The rap game full of clowns like a (woo)
Your me, I'm somewhere over the water bro
Floatin on a boat, a logo on a Nautica (woo)
We like to blaze, the fire of what you wanted,
She Just like the producer I got under the
got 'em baggin good down in Florida
Go on put in the air like LaGuardia (yeah)
Smoke one for the and peace is how their sleep
Beef is gonna be, but with me just dead meat (yeah)
Trust me bad for ya (yeah), kinda like red meat (meat)
Playin with me homie, I promise get beat (beat)
I'm on my grind, the out next week (week)
They gonna be silent, me when the Feds speak
Gotta 'em dozen, I got a ton of 'em
Lovin in, not in love 'em, really not here to cuddle hun
But come, I'm just back and they say I'm troublesome
But I'm way more than trouble, I'm double son
If his name's Terminator, I'm one (other one)
He got one, just assume who got the gun
it to life, resurrectin the dead
Not buyin, stop cryin, make a record
I swear that y'all rappers hurtin my head
But my paper don't and you ain't hurtin my bread
I ain't worried about a ever alertin the Feds
Take it to the old school go and learn it Red (haha)
Take it to the Pro Tools if you heard I said
That you think you can do better but to be bled
The on the east, be respectin the C
They be like what up Like the name was Capri
You the sayin, the sayin is you get what you see
They see that I'm but they can't use they vision on me (haha)
So bein broke is what a hater is to be
Boys reachin the pager that's stuck under the seat
Yeah, but you miss me with that thirty versus another coast
At dinner with Nas and Kelis, like another toast
Cause we hot as the rotisserie on the roast (roast)
Keep it trill and paid is what I love the most
I got a new Lincoln, that top is gettin air (time)
So they call it Lincoln Airlines
Chamillitary's the (click) and isn't fair I'm
too (too good), they can't see the flow, (no) ... air rhymes
So go on let a turn up the oxygen
in the paint for the score, better box me in (for the score, box me in, woo)
Flawless victory, won't for a sloppy win
If you took me out, you put me in your top again
And I ain't 'bout myspace partner
'bout the spot you got as my space partner

[Break - - talking]
Texas in the
like show me what ya got (better show me what ya got)
I'm like, hey we cocked a lot (hey we a lot)
Chamillitary run the spot
(Chamillitary mayne)

"Hey" -

2 - Famous]
Uh huh, I'ma do it like a Texas though
Know what I'm Chamillitary
If you on top watch your spot and I care about the guppies in my district (uh uh)
Bitch I'm goin for the big
and I ain't did shit, put a few out
This beat got some room Cham? (huh), your boy to space out (woo)
My flow proven, you lose and I out (yeah)
real talk, I go long like a stakeout (naw)
Who got beef? Shit, I make outta niggaz
Watch the real, bring the fake nigga (yeah)
Stomp his ice cream, I shakes outta niggaz
Oh yeah, the flow crack, weight for the figures
Now I'm so impatient, wait for the figures
So I'm on the highway, pushin for the figures
Nigga, I wait for them niggaz
Too bad, they said you was to blow, so I laughed
Who gassed, you the up, I'm not for the dumb stuff
Them thangs have you leanin the back of a dump truck (fall back)
what, I'ma grown ass man nigga
I give a fuck if you rap, I ain't a fan nigga (I a fan)
I give a fuck if you clap, I ran nigga (never ran)
So I tell 'em where I'm at is where I stand

"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the

[Break - Famous -
2-1-0, San Anton' in the motherfuckin building
boy, fun, yeah, fuck

[Chorus 2 - Famous -
Now me what ya got (now show me what ya got)
([Chamillionaire:] Fam show 'em ya got)
Yeah, we a lot (haha, yeah)
If they run the spot
Famous, haha, too easy man
Run the spot boy (too man)
tell the world though
Two ten, uh
Yeah, uh

"Hey" - [repeated 7X during the

3 - Famous]
The don't run, I'll tell these boys again y'all 'Tone don't run
I'm so hot, I'm so cold, me frozen sun
Up in NY, boys like frozen son (what you tell 'em man)
And I'm the one
And that's not to mention all the flows I've
And don't let me get to talkin 'bout the hoes run
through, who you to be
I'm back on top, where I'm 'posed to be
Them ho niggaz left me hangin like a be
But naw, I'm in the mix for 2K6
Put that Jacob to your grill, your lip little niglet
Haha, yeah, show me it is
Famous in this bitch, tried to 'em I'm the shit (tried to told 'em)
I told 'em back like a summer ago
210 on my arm, you where I'm comin from
San Anton' Texas on the map man better believe it