in the trunk
chamillionaire
you in the presence of the finest
chamillitary mayne! this for the streets
let's give 'em somethin they can bump
at this point you should be turnin your speakers up
turn your speakers up - chamillionaire man!
i heard somebody say that the south ain't got no lyricists
well 'bang bang' at the game like everyone down here is pissed
you lookin for the truth then look no further
turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
'bang bang' at the rap game to make your spirits lift
and it seems to me the industry is all on jigga's dick
and you nigga - pick a click
universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
then i realized that ain't nobody real but me
a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me
tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
my bad i'm actin like your favorite rapper isn't me
tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
he'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
the only battle that y'all gonna get to see
i'm plainly sayin what i'm sayin to make these haters mad
how many vehicles can he have?
i be losin count myself and i ain't even that bad at math
that's how we do it in texas
poppin trunk and grippin wood
we reply to threats nigga
but that's only if you could
gotta turn my speakers up
can you hear 'em now? good!
ain't runnin from a thang
cause i ain't never been a punk
cause i can bring it if they want
so they can feel it in the
decide your rep and throw it up
cause i'ma bout to get you drunk
so they can feel it in the
this for the street niggaz knowin they gotta pee in a cup
know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results
hate is what you see in the scope
gauge gonna get sprayed like it's raid when you see him approach
you ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
but you don't have a nine
i'll show you i hammer mine
time to make you do the running man like it's hammer time
shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
actin up and pack enough heat to make you back it up
soon as they hear the back of the trunk
now i'ma stock like new york slang that's what;s up
money stack it up when they feel they have enough
get the chips and add 'em up
then she givin that to us
don't put all that in cuffs
treat your money like a slut
especially if you met me and was disrespect turf
ice looking like sherbert
you're starin at it like a pervert
might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
better think ahead of time
diss me in your second and you won't get to finish your third verse
you in the presence of the finest
the game is full of fakes
all these rappin niggaz front
the industry givin 'em what they want
see he ain't gangsta as he say
that's why they dress 'em up
a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
and ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip
but then she saw me on tv and told me pause for a flick
you can 106 & park" on my dick