Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth Is Back

You hear a lot of music but boring
You a lot of flows but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums and you
But the truth is back, now they say where you

we ain't really seen you out performing
You back up in the streets, you're hot, you're
Chamillitary click is the they wanting
You know that OG Ron C gon' screw it for

A lot of DJ's didn't mess with the kid
But like dancers that love to strip, they up on my dick
And of course, maybe because of the fact that I'm rich
And the diamonds up on my look like a package of piss

Looked like they pissed in a ice tray
Put it in the freezer so by the day
They could put it on my wrist so I could display
Yellow ice looks like but it isn't parquet

Hey, well, let me you how I did it then
up the mix tapes and put 'em in every city man
Send 'em Greyhound, in every other and
Wallet the size of Guerilla Black's or Biggie's hand, baby,

And I got plenty mo' to do, dog true, y'all
Chamillitary is the click, if what you thought
Yellow, green, red blue and my new jaw
Check out the paint, same colors my new car

When it to getting fed, I'm the baker with the bread
Know exactly they said, voices ain't just in my head
Get up in the streets so the rumors can be dead
'Cause I'm the rapper that they dread, like Wayne's head

Bumba claat watch, now watch me, I'm the one to
One with a lot of colored cubes and a bunch of
And the watch and girls that be coming out
The closet with a friend, her I just wanna watch

Chamillion-ator's on the way who saving the day
the math I bust a rhyme, rapping after you pay
Niggaz say they songs jamming, yeah that's what they say
Like Part 2 of Kelly song, they end up being gay

But it ain't Weezy, it even B.G
how much I push the cash money, they don't believe me
on the DVD and the CD
Don't watch me, homeboy, TV

Head rest, 7.5
You ain't trying to see me shine, you could on
hate and that's the reason that I carry one
Make a home run and run home, Barry Bonds

Yeah, I got 'em shook in a
Ron of rap, look at me now
Single handedly, handle the suckers up in the
Fist to lip you'll get whipped, while they kicking me out

Ouch 'cause that like it hurt
And the worst part about it, is it looks like the
Getting acquainted with shirt become one with the turf
As I watch you fall and tell you just what you worth

You no good, dirty rotten
I pull these hoes, promoters out of town do
I get mail, like workers in the color do
Chamillion you're the best, can't nobody out you

Chad to Pharrell, I'm the star on the track
Look at my diamonds and see how many broads attract
And it's in the studio, they on my balls and my sack
Say it's a hit, Chamillionaire even start on a track

I up in slow motion, like my car on a flat
Trunk going up, like directions you saw on a map
I wear the multi-colors now but part of the fact
That I stay throwing up the rocks, like the Carter was

It's the Roc, psyche nigga not
But it's prolly a sized bullet, up in it's pop
Sorry mayn, I forgot, to put the on lock
But forget the underground, lock it up for my spot
I'm and I'm too hot

You hear a lot of music but it's
You a lot of flows but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of and you snoring
But the truth is back, now say where you been

'Cause we ain't really you out performing
You back up in the streets, you hot, boiling
Chamillitary is the click they wanting
You know that OG Ron C gon' it for them