Luyện nghe bài hát Weatherman

[Chamillionaire Insert From "In Love My Money"]
Big and Vouges
Them 20 sittin low
We Ball 7's all that we know
Screens and lights gon show
When my trunk pop and show
Ya know
drippin off the door
Not engaged with no lady, in love with 'em no!
You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love
I'm with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough...
I'm in with my money

- Talking]
Yeah man, me and Paul just goin' 2 direction man
Know what I'm sayin', he decided to go back to the
And I not to ya know what I'm sayin'?
I'm just tryin' to do my thing now
And hopefully we'll turn this into a label debut
when "Controversy" ya feel me?
But uh, uh we are with Paid In Full
I'm not on Paid In Records no more, no longer on contract
I'm my own thing, Chamillitary Entertainment
and ya already know in man
A lil somethin' for the
I'ma let you the first song we did off of "Get Ya Mind Correct"
Ya know I had this did ya?
lil somethin' for the fans
I'ma let y'all hear the first song we actually did on "Get Ya Correct"
It's called "Weatherman", ain't know I still had this did y'all-haha

- Paul Wall]
I'm the ain't nobody stoppin' my reign
Alot of watered rappers still hot 'cause I came
forest fire ain't nobody stoppin' my flame
Can't nobody me from stockin' my change
(repeat)

[Paul
I'm the weatherman ain't stoppin' my reign
On top of my game, decapitate the top show and
knockin' my fame and biz' 'cause of rocks in my watch
If you was you'd watch the golds that's on top of my crotch
The rocks in my watch, is more then a Rocky
You jealous you bought diamonds from diamond shamrock
Look, all should be checkin' my stats
I cross over shake em' dead in they tracks
I pack an axe by my way, by my biscuit
Make money, lose never afraid to risk it
I don't get block, I block other writers
Spittin' fire if I had a mouth full of lighters
I'm countin' so money that I caught a hand-cramp
I date you date girls that went to band camp
I'ma hurricane, you just a gust of
I'm on fire, you ashes and dust my friend

Uh, just the lil bad weatherman, raindrops drop on ya pours
They sick of them boys, pullin' up in cars
Ain't no ones, sicker then are's the of oz
Couldn't give you a bigger and make you rich as them boys
Young the weatherman, he lelay his weatherband
With drank in a metal can, wanna stop him get a better
That one you got, that really workin' pat'na
Ya is prada, how come ya flow ain't worth a dollar, holla
Chamillion's insane gonna complain
Can't explain why ya girl wanna give me and run a train
Niggaz in shame, tellin' them to run in train
The stepped in the game and started runnin' thangs
If ya sleep anymore while the raindrops pour
And you look our your window and hear on the floor
If you saw a smile and a glistenin' jaw
Don't open the door fa' sure for bad weather y'all, let it reign

Wall]
Bad weather's ruin about, if you my route
It's time to the market, 'cause there's been a drought
Review the resume, my team is
You fabricate ya life with stories
I'ma ballin' star, you a fallin'
All used up like no on a callin' card
I'm the you ain't nothin' but a dollar or two
You just sand on a beach, and I'm the wave that you
Nobody you, your like bad directions
Ya life needs an eraser, there's to corrections
Ever since I was born, I've far from the norm
I'm the one kept ya girl warm when you was gone
Now you and ya needin' ya palm
Watchin' thorn or outside a dorm, humpin' ya horn ya torn
You get warned down the scarecrow and a crop of corn
Grab an umbrella them boys bringin' the storm

(Chamillionaire to DJ's)