Lyrics:
that, nigga, you never know
He say a friend but I smell foe
So I sit back and wait for the day niggas try to kick in my door
So I sleep with the big
In Here Mayne.
Tell Em The Name, Tell Em The Name. Chamillitary Mayne.
(Chamillionaire Chorus)
I Hear You Talkin That Talk (That Talk), I Heard You
nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah,
say I gotta get it man
Trap boomin im the running man
Trap booming im the runnin man
Niggas be talkin’ shit
You can’t even fly your bitch
I’m taking
I Miss You
Mr Lil One ( Album : Once in a Decade Pt. 2 )
Yeah, I wanna dedicate this one to my Mother and my Father
Here we go
I'll be showin' up
behind a bitch but
Now I play the starter
Tangle up so many rocks
They call it Mr carter
Mr cate, G I'm talkin sure
My money disrespectful, ghost Phantom
but that don't impress me
I'm the nigga that killed your nephew
This right here a banger
I ain't talkin' bout no singer
Put A hole in a stranger cause'
elephant (they are)
I fell in love with the medicine (the medicine)
I'm sick in the head, I need medicine (medicine)
Can you tell me why your shooters
Mothafuck them niggas and what they say about me (said 'bout me)
You do too much talkin', you a fed, prolly (fed, prolly)
Drive-by in my pocket,
your bitch down to ride
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece
Niggas try to front, act if he want
I bet not hear no talkin' in this bitch
They call me Mr. Pop My Shit, I get to poppin' in this bitch
Bitch, me and your crib look like we squattin'
Way back I'd inspire Mr D.R.E,
If I was born back then,
Snoop would kill this beat.
If I recall back then,
they would put me to sleep.
But f**k it
like poetry
Haiku
Trust issues
Had me like doing lil drive thrus
I keep it 100 you Wack,
Man I ain't even talkin bout Piru
Cuz You really tried
thuggin'
I got Glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it's me
You can bet your last dollar,
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
gon' leave in a jet, I can promise you that (Yeah, yeah)
Came by myself, I'ma leave with your friends, I can promise you that (Yeah, yeah)
Came in
I do not wanna love you
I'm smoking backwoods woah, damn
I just got started in November now
I'm at the top fucking hoes by their race
Told that lil
tasty I’m tryna see
Thought they got me but I ain’t sleep
Better run and get on your feet
If you see me on Halloween
Milly rockin up in the streets
(And
stackin', runnin' up them rackies in the trenches
With my niggas, fuck the opps, we duck the district
I ain't signin' on no deal unless they talkin' 'bout
drop,
A lil' syrup and I can make the soda pop,
Keep talkin' an I can make my soldiers pop,
Got real niggas ridin' wit me till the motor' stop,
I
murdered a bitch, and the devil just rushin' my time
With this 9 in my hand causin' death when you sleep
In the casket I make you no killas in mind
Pullin
You'll be working for the state like you they laywers
Stay loyal, your time will come
For you to be free and shine like the sun
I'm so blessed, to be in
ain't talkin 2 tits
See lil papi you with the loose lips
Ima make you bruise quick
Mash my chain on ya eight head so they know who do's this
I'm ruthless,
Time to be accounted for the all-words spunk
Counterfeit gangstas, pranksters and chumps
Talkin' real loud in front of a crowd, dare ya
I show your
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