Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the of revenge
is the sound of revenge

You in the presence of the
mayne, this for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin' they can in the trunk

At this point you should be turnin' speakers up
Turn speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump, it's a thing
Ha ha, mayne

I heard somebody say the South ain't got no lyricists
Well, bang, bang at the like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin' for the truth look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin'

They say is sick, click click, here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits
And it seems to me the is all on Jigga's dick
You, you, you, and you nigga, pick a click

Universal me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em as me
Tell your favorite rapper he diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper me
Tell your second whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only that y'all gonna get to see

I'm sayin' what I'm sayin' to make these haters mad
Perpetration ass, see me ridin' candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many can he have?
I be losin' count myself and I ain't even bad at math

That's how we do it in Texas, poppin' trunk and wood
We to threats, nigga, I wish you would
You can keep on but that's only if you could
turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? No good

Ain't runnin' from a thang, I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if want
I'ma let it bang so can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the

This for the street knowin' they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin' ya when he see the
for the G's, hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed it's Raid when you see him approach

you ahead of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it's Time

out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin' up and pack enough to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as hear the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York slang you mean? that's what's up

Money stack it up when they feel they have
Get the and add 'em up, then she givin' that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, 'cause I just cut

A gettin' cut, someone gon' get hurt
Especially if you met me and was turf
Houston, Texas I'm the worst, ice like sherbet
Bouncin' off my chest, you're starin' at it a pervert

Mixtape God, don't me, go to church first
as well since all the rappers wearin' church shirts
Better think ahead of time, yourself a nurse
Diss me in second and you won't get to finish your third verse

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't been a punk
Drama a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and it up
you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it mayne, so they can feel it in the

You in the of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin' front
Sells, the industry givin 'em what they want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why they 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a stunt

Hoe act like she slow, know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and me pause for a flick
What you tell You can "106 and park on my dick"

Can't speak Texas and not mention me
the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still

We never marry a hoe, I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too busy tearin' my up and gettin' married to dough
Grave dig a nigga, Whatchu mean? I a flow
Run, go get your city, come back and I'ma bury your area code

Ain't from a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk