Luyện nghe bài hát In The Trunk

This is the sound of
This is the sound of

You in the of the finest
Chamillitary mayne, for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin' can bump in the trunk

At this point you should be your speakers up
Turn your speakers up man
Let it bump, a southern thing
Ha ha, mayne

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

They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a
Bang bang at the rap game to your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga, pick a

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

I bet I'm actin' like favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite the best and show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle y'all gonna get to see

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

That's how we do it in Texas, poppin' trunk and wood
We reply to threats, nigga, I you would
You can keep on talkin' but that's if you could
Gotta turn my 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
let it bang so they 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, 'cause 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't from a thang, 'cause 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 they can it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can it in the

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

Hoe act like she slow, don't know I'm rich
And ignore the handles from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me for a flick
What you tell You can "106 and park on my dick"

Can't about Texas and not mention me
'Cause the world gon' have to see the come out eventually
I'll rip any rapper out from A to Z
to the 2 if you still disagree

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

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