Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"Grown And Sexy"

"Grown And Sexy"


[Talking]
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he
Can get love on the first night, that's right
So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need
What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve
There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see

[Hook]
Grown and sexy from your head, down to your toes you know you're fine
Got that perfect face a perfect shape, and perfect smile (a perfect smile)
But soon as you turned around, it's something that I realized yeah
You look better from behind, you look better from behind, grown and sexy

[Chamillionaire]
From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet
Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece
Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no
I asked if you had a nigga, and that's when you said fa sho
So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare
At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare
Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there
So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa
That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself
To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt
And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself
Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised, like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya
Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get
You don't wanna look like you're freaky, pretend like it's hard to hit

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap
Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope
Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime
Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind
Grip around your waist turn it, like I'm just trying to get a better view
Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you
I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape
And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake
If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken
No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking
I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason
Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing
You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing
But posted up by standing water, during some good season

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style
Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass
Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile
But even better, is the beauty of your ass
Staring right, into the beauty of your profile
There's something, that I gotta ask
Can you let me, let me
Let me, view your beauty from the back

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Gucci & Fendi"

"Gucci & Fendi"


[Chorus - Sample from "Hate Me Now" by Nas - 2X]
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Gucci this, Fendi that
Fendi this, Fendi that

[Break - Sample from "Hate Me Now" by Nas - 2X]
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
(Fuck) this, (fuck) that
What you expect ho?

[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus and Break]
Uh
Yeah
Mixtape Messiah Part 7
You already know, Chamillionaire, yeah
Excuse me for the repetitiveness in the hook but ah
Had to get your attention somehow, haha
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeeeah (woo)

[Chorus - 2X]

[Break - 2X]

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Auto-Tune could die but how do we erase the copycats? (how?)
Whatever replacin that, I bet they all gonna copy that
I could spit it sick, so tell me why would I be mad?
I be killin everything, my sponsor is the body bag
Messiah 7, this the final chapter
If you want anymore (no), you can rewind it after (yeah)
Industry nuthuggers actin like he ain't a factor
Well Bruce Leroy, we 'bout to show 'em "who's the master" (yeah)
They say you can't be gangsta if you're not in black
Rappers say they gangsta like that mean that they can not be whack
So I look around, realize I only got my strap
And just for the hell of it, I'm yellin "where my posse at?"
Nah, I don't have no homies homie, that's because
You could be my dog 'til you touch my money with ya paws
Grindin is like sex to me, work is like the best massage
Call my wallet Nikki, every day I'm tryin to get m©naged
Hey don't be mad, lighten up, like C. DeBarge
use my money for a step and I'm a have a seat on Mars
I drive by ya silly blogs
Mirrors on my cars, so all my haters can see they flaws
The past they want me to be a retro
But I'm so George Jetson, that the future what you get bro
Materialisticness is what they all respect though
So Esco can let the hook go (what you expect ho?)

[Chorus - 2X]

[Break - 2X]

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, yeah
Man I'm livin large (large), welcome to my fortress
Crib pale white, I call it the Scott Storch-ress
Maid talkin trash to me Like Weezy and George's
Ain't really that good at cleaning but she do it lookin gorgeous (woo!)
Ya got me lacin up my Forces
So van Gogh, it's time to paint a better portrait
Of course it's, time for my course to change courses
No Tony Danza, I got to show 'em "Who The Boss" is
Ya girl droolin on her Hewlett-Packard
can't get me out her system, got me feelin like I'm a hacker
Rapper but my competition is just Casper
Ain't gotta flash the funds to turn ya freak into a flasher
Brain incredible ain't talkin where her weave is
Which one of y'all can get the "Royal penis the cleanest"?
If you don't get it, I'm tellin ya what I mean is
That you're smart and I'm tryin to be ingenious (haha)
How could I not enjoy my life?
Ain't a private plane on the planet, I ain't saw more than twice
The reason why they hit the mall or order ice
But it's more to life (life) and I know I'm more than right
Ya taught that money talks, they tell ya that ya one dimension
-al but all I know is that we need an intervention
So Gucci this and Fendi that is what I gotta mention
So now that I got your attention (what you expect ho?), haha

[Chorus - 2X]

[Break - 2X]

[Chamillionaire - talking over Chorus]
I talk that money talk
Yeah, yeah, so you know who the boss

[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Mixtape Messiah Part 7, the final chapter
Chamillionaire.com, huh
I once had an awkward moment just to see what it felt like, haha

 

[fox69]

"Guess Who's Back (Intro)"

"Guess Who's Back (Intro)"


[sound of a door creaking open and closing]

[Female voice:] Chamillitary mayne

[Break - Bun B Sample - 4X]
No, no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us

No, no
No, no
No, no
Other, no, no, no
Other, no

[Break - Bun B Sample - 2X]
No, no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us

[female voice harmonizing]

[Chamillionaire]
Chamillitary mayne

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
No need to worry, I already got my "Revenge"
Now that it's after the win, my platinum plaques are my friends (revenge, revenge ...)
You know who's back to bootleggin again
But I got paper to spend, so that's gonna come to a end (woo! woo! ...)
I'ma gonna show 'em how to attack with a pen
I'll get my victory win, I show it happened again
Because I'm back
Yes (hold up, hold up) [woman's voice screaming]
That's right I'm back
(Chamillitary mayne)
It's the Mixtape Mivasa (he's back!)
(Cheah), Chamillitary mayne

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, and I went from platinum out rap 'em
Yeah they thought that that couldn't happen
On the way to the bank, yeah I'm laughin
See the hook's gonna hook 'em like grapplin
Many folks try to dap 'em, but Koopa got what ya lackin
When I come back I'm attackin, that means your future will blacken
Rap is conceited, but Ken is the only famous to us
Better put it in your face, so you taste the "Flavor of Love"
Rappers cartoons trust me, these dudes ain't slangin them dubs
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
You got Viagra for bullets, act like your anxious to butt
But you ain't gangsta enough, respect my paper I'm tellin ya
Pockets green as a vegetable, wallet sure lookin edible
Put a 1 then a 0 comma 0, a 0 with no decimal
Throw 'bout 4 more 0's, then you know my dough is incredible (yeah)
You might think your the greatest rapper of all-time
But I just think your the greatest rapper in your mind
(No, no, no, no, no, no, other, no, no, no, no, other)
Especially cause your time, don't look like it's on grind
Your music is guarded like Muslims do to a pork rind
Maybe it's cause I think too much, but each decision's the sure kind
If I think that I hurt you, you'll be the one with the sore mind
I schedule a beat down and adjust it to your time
Tonight, like the first words on Jay Leno's door sign (haha)
My accountant says that my paper's as huge as a mountain [cash register sounds]
The bank tells me this how my deposits usually soundin
(No, no, no, no, no, no, other, no, no, no, no, other)
Company that was bootleggin me, says they movin my thousands
That's as false as 50 executive producing my album (oh)
That's as false as magazine writers that said that I fall (uh huh)
That's as false as me beefin with Slim or Trae, they my dogs (dogs)
That's as false as me still havin a problem with Paul (naw)
I'm a problem, but the other problem that I have is y'all
I'ma let y'all talk while I aim at the industry and bang it
But this ain't no "True Hollywood" or no "E! Entertainment"
(No, no, no, no, no, no, other, no, no, no, no, other, no)
A, B, C, D, take out the A and the name is
The name of the boot L-E-Ggers, they wanna be nameless
I'm the king of the mixtape scene, so they call me your Highness
Why you think that they call me that? My debut was the highest
of hot, hot enough to light up the sky, so get used to the lighters
Spread like wildfires so you should get used to the fires
They some liars (liars) told me that Chamillionaire will be goneee
But it's obvious that the reaper didn't write it in stone
(No, no, no, no, no, no, other, no, no, no, no, other, no)
Resurrected, then I guess that they couldn't bury his bones (my bones)
I'ma stay on point like eyes starin at the top of a cone

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
No need to worry, I already got my "Revenge"
Now that it's after the win, my platinum plaques are my friends (cheah)
You know who's back to bootleggin again
But I got paper to spend, so that's gonna come to a end
I'ma gonna show 'em how to attack with a pen
I'll get my victory win, I show it happened again
Because I'm back (haha, I'm back)
That's right I'm back (cheah)
(Chamillitary mayne) [sounds of fireworks]
Know what I'm talkin 'bout?
He's back! (Murderers)

[Outro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Came a long way since all the awards and all the plaques
But I had to come back
This time it ain't about a stack, it's about facts
Know what I'm talkin about?
Mixtape Messiah Part 2, I know y'all been waitin
I know a lot of y'all been hatin
But it's all good
(No, no, no, no, no, no, other, no, no, no, no, other, no)
I came a long way since them old Swishahouse freestyles
And when I go, you can believe I'ma be a legend
and you can bet that

[Sound of a gunshot and a body hitting the floor]

 

[fox69]

"Gun Smoke"
(feat. Yung Ro)

"Gun Smoke"
(feat. Yung Ro)



[Yung-Ro: Intro]
1 and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, 2, 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1 and 2 and a 3! (Nobody!)

[Bridge]
What ya mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
..What you sayin'? What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
..What you sayin'? What you mean? (Put ya mug on)

[Chorus]
Gun Smoke, when you hear me cockin' it back and me gun go
Booyakaa-Booyakaa leave you layin' on the floor, Yeah
Buck-Buck-Buck shots, come come now what you mean?
Pussy mad and blood clots, Gun Smoke
[repeat]

[Verse 1: Yung-Ro]
-Shh!, Poof, Nobody the ghost bitch
When it's gun smoke on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click homie!
Cuz I ain't the type to switch homie
Some the real niggaz never pick phonies
To roll with me, I ride 1 deep
Solo with a glock next to me
So many brothers wanna plex with me
And I'ma show em' all who's next to see
Peek-A-Boo, there's gun-smoke [Gunshots]
That's how my gun go, shots out to that Po-Yo
on the block like Rasaq on the mash for dough
And I'ma fly, cocky, ignorant dude
You don't wanna see me in a ignorant mood
Just trust me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how fast your pivot move
..(Bitch!), that's how I plex, execute em'
With a red-beam, not even Neo, can't dodge what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you better be expectin' some fire
From Nobody the Ghost, and the Mixtape Messiah
So what you sayin' slick, say it to my face
It's on the tip of my tongue, and I'm gettin' tired of it's taste
Hey!, that's not for you son, let me give you the truth son
You not the truth son, we the realest reppin' (Houston)
Color Changin' Click, we hot, ain't playin' mayne
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm-I'm just sayin' mayne
What I gotta do to help you kids understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for what he is as a man
I'ma inspiration in the hood for niggaz that struggle
Quit complainin', singin' sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep later and hoes get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, hold up, just nothin'
In they face screamin' get money nigga, because I'm true to it
And it's nothin' let you tell it, it's somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep makin' you bitch niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, fuck rap, niggaz can't fuck with my mentality

[Cham:] Hahaha, yeah
[Ro:] G'yeah
[Cham:] Yeah, yeah
[Ro:] Nobody the Ghost man
[Cham:] Sho'
[Ro:] Uh-Uh, yeah
[Cham:] It's Koopa
[Ro:] It's that Mixtape, M-Mixtape, M-Mixtape Messiah

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Yeah, I'm the man the chief, look how I handle weak
ass niggaz who thinkin' that they could have my streets
I'm wavin' my weaponary at a random sweep
Anybody that want it, can get a can of beef
Why you kissin' and tellin' my lil spanish freak
she kissin' and tellin' me how the bang it sleep
If it's someone else it's playin' it's weak
It's a problem who gonna go handle it (it's me)
Real niggaz be sayin' what type of man is he
Is the nigga a fraud? nigga let me see
I know the nigga a lesser man then me
If he said to them instead of me
You makin' some noise, it don't jam to me
So the game is currently gon' depend on me
I'm the nigga that gave you a 50 jammin' street
If I bomb on the nigga, I'ma fantal beef
Give a damn if I loose a couple fans a week
Cuz niggaz that's real is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a couple friends a week
Cuz I ride to the end, and it'll end with me
And some pretend to be, friends but they just fakin' the feeling
You know he fake, and you fakin' it with him
And the nigga be thinkin' his fakin' is hittin'
Who the hell is makin' this niggin'
feel like he ready to slander me
Like he ain't never gon' have to be
dealin' with the uh Majesty
Chamillionaire yeah, I'm makin' a livin'
You fakin' a livin', and I don't give a damn who's house you in
I bring the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling

[Cham:] Haha, yeah
[Ro:] Yeah
[Cham:] Chamillitary man!, respect the name, respect the game, respect yeah already

 

[fox69]

"Hate It Or Love It Houston"

"Hate It Or Love It Houston"


[talking]
Ha-ha whooo, Southern Smoke
You're in the presence of the finest
I ain't gotta say it, you know who this is
DJ Smallz (Chamillitary mayn)
They pointing at me Smallz, man on fire
I'm not that bad right Smallz, ha-ha let's go

[Chamillionaire]
They could tell I was built to last, by the way I handled my past
Man it's gotta be hard, you giving haters a pass
I know, I should put a foot up your ass
Your realness been revoked, it's time to take off the mask
Yeah, cause I'ma show you how to do the game
Y'all ain't making no sense, like Pootie Tang
You doing what, well gon ahead and do your thang
After that comes the bang, like Coota mayn
Cooler than the cooler man, cause I'm not scary
Real recognize real, nigga I'm very
I ain't gotta chase shows, ain't necessary
Still wanna pay, to get me booked like a library
Dreams of being rich, turned to reality
Mo' money mo' problems, I'm rich and that's nigga's mad at me
If I was still broke, niggaz would see a badder me
Destiny is what it is, and what it had to be
Sipping Hennessey, with nothing to chase
And I fold him, like the stacks of money up in my safe
Use to say that I was rude, putting boys in they place
Back when Note and Flip, was putting diamonds up in they face
I was telling boys, F' you pay me
The whisper in my ear, was saying the same baby
Ok (ok), you crazy
For thinking I'ma sit here, and let you degrade me
In this story, I was looking like the bad guy
Everybody pointing fingers at me, when I pass by
So I must be the bad one, and that's why
I throw up the middle, when I use to tell they ass hi
But no, no Mr. Rogers here
You gotta love the way I rep, but you ain't gotta cheer
I'm in a Swiss hotel, is there a problem here
Compliment your Cris', you can sip because we're out of beer
Yeah, never cared for the Michelob
Put the bigger karat in my ear, couldn't fit my lobe
Tell my chick to come here, then I flip the strobe
Light cause tonight, is the night where you forget your clothes
After that, it's right back to going after cash
Then it's back to going hard, on the bastard ass
Murk him lyrically, or I can give that ass a pass
You're in the scope, like the staff down with Aftermath

[Hook]
Hate it or love it, "Sound of Revenge" gon drop
And I bet every dot, I will silence that talk
Houston's MVP, the ruler of the game is me
Chamillitary nigga, we will see

[talking]
Hol' up back at it again, it's your host for this evening
Chamillitary nigga, and we letting y'all know right now
This is the only tape, you should be playing
In your speakers right now, Southern Smo- [coughing]

 

[fox69]

"Haters Listen Up!"

"Haters Listen Up!"


[Chamillionaire]
Y'all paying attention?
Haters, y'all too, y'all listen up
It's King Koopa, Chamillionaire, checking back in
AKA the Man on Fire, and right now
Your mobbing to the official sounds of the Chamillionaire mix tape
Fear Factor Music, mixed by the number one DJ - DJ Smallz
Yeah I ain't stutter nigga!
Ackrite

 

[fox69]

"Here We Go"

"Here We Go"


[Intro:]
Here we go again
That's life
Ooh, ooh, ooh... alright
Can't you see that it's raining? (hol' up)
Can't you see that it's pouring?
They just wanna see rainfall (hol' up)
They just hope that it's storming
I was gonna tell you when it rains it pours
Moder Nature's playing her part
C'mon, I don't have a lot of time to tell you this
But this is where we gon' start, hol' up

[Verse:]
Teenager from the North side of town
It was a rainy day in Houston now
Wasn't no hoopers out, just people that would loot your house
In a city where they used to smile, you could lose your child
Think back when I heard a rap
I would listen to the words of Chad and Bun B
"Have you heard of that?" is what I heard them ask
I never ever heard them laugh
Uncle Ro was a street cat
He was down with a Chi-town producer named Hurt-M-Badd
He did Hail Mary for 2Pac
When he spoke everybody listened to him like you heard the man
I met them out Rap-A-Lot, I was droppin' of my partner Crime
And I was really young at the time, I wasn't even 'sposed to be there
He asked me to come with him cause he knew I could rap some lines
No problem, on the way driving everybody else working on their day job, and
Don't sell weight, no I ain't robbing
I'm a keep going, told 'em that I ain't stopping
Had rhymes I was tryna bust, I guess I said something that was live enough
I had the type of vibe that these guys could trust
And one said you should come out to the Chi with us
Can't do, it took a little while to get cool
This relationship was brand new, but you know I had too
Fast forward three months later, where do you think Cham flew?
Touch down in a windy place, make a move to Chicago
Work for survival, Vice Lords and Disciples
"Stay gangsta" was the motto, really, what do I know?
Well, I learned real quick how to not die
Don't wear your ball cap to the wrong side
Matter fact, you don't wanna get the wrong vibe
Don't wear the ball cap if you gon' ride
It's what he told me, and he was OG
And when I listened to him I had did it closely
It was cold so he brought me a coogi
And matter fact he never told me "you owe me"
Think about it that was cool as hell
And I was try'na rap, tryna do it well
He had that type of hustle that included scales
The type of hustle that could put a dude in jail
I slept on his couch, I had said my prayer
Like, "why the hell did I move way out here?
"How did I get this great idea?"
Three months later I disappea...

 

[fox69]

"Here We Go Again"

"Here We Go Again"


[Intro:]
Here we go again
That's life
Ooh, ooh, ooh... alright
Can't you see that it's raining? (hol' up)
Can't you see that it's pouring?
They just wanna see rainfall (hol' up)
They just hope that it's storming
They always gonna tell you when it rains it pours
Mother Nature's crying inside
I know I didn't tell you the entire story
But let me finish what happened that night

[Verse 1:]
I was chilling with Frank Thomas the baseball player
You know the the one that played for the White Sox
Uncle Ro and Hurt M Badd is how I hooked up with him
Thought he could put us in the right spots
Let me connect the dots...
On the Chi block, had two Cartier rings that was iced out
A secretary named Lorraine that was quite hot
Told me to meet him at the studio, 5 O'clock
Try'na get to the studio, picked up in a limo
I recorded a demo, and you know my MO
H-town slow it way down, here I picked up the tempo
Thought it was a Benzo, but he wasn't in a Benzo
I hopped out the car and Frank saw me
In a parking lot in his Ferrari
He opened the door and the leather was looking Godly
Real talk, could've cost a mill
He was back from New York, he had shopped a deal
He met with them talked about my appeal
All the labels were talking but not for real
Well I think you're wise, and at least ya tried
At least we know that they'll see you rise
At least you're floating on decent tires
I'm headed home but don't be surprised
That's where I be if they want me
They pro'lly don't but just call me
Gave me a couple of stacks
Because he knew I was headed right back to the hood, I think it scarred me
Then I got on the plane, headed back to Houston like it's part of the game
Gave the money to my mother and she couldn't complain
Then I headed to the Swishahouse and started a flame
Everything started moving up
After high school we was cool enough
I'm like this ain't got nothin' to do with luck
I watched Slim and Braceface candy blue a truck
The 312 What I got to dial
I called Hurt 'Em Bad like, "we got a lot to smile...
... about Hurt, we can make a profit now
I need beats because we're about to put an album out"
That conversation wasn't friendly
Thought he had some beats that he could lend me
But he told me that they have a price tag
And a beat from him would cost 10 G's
That's when my heart turned empty
I wasn't trying to get them free but didn't think that you would rob me
I recorded all them songs for you and never asked you for a dollar
Now you tryna charge me? [click]
On the window pane we can all see the rain
Somebody gotta let me know what part of the game is this
Wait, now I got a call from Lorraine, "Hello?"
What's up, she's no longer working with Frank at all
And told me the reason she made the call
Is to tell what really happened with the major talk
"They liked you Cham and they said you're raw
They liked your music but hated all the rest of the artist
He told them, nah, you wanna sign him? Gotta pay us all"
I knew that I wasn't ever signed to her
I knew that I wasn't ever signed to Frank
And Frank, he already had a lot of bank
I'm never letting anyone decide my fate
Who knew that I would do what I do?
Who knew that Michael Watts would try to screw what he screw
Who knew that Ron C was good at screwin' it too?
And how can anybody act like they had a clue?
We wasn't sittin' by a stewardess
You wasn't riding on the tour bus, and it was more than a few of us
I couldn't tell you where the jeweler was, but I could tell you where the sewer was, labels were was suing us
Switch back to Chicago, where everybody duck 5-0 and pimps ride fly though
They say "in God we trust", but keep a weapon in the Bible
He said "what it look like Joe?"
He was puffing on a green leaf
In a foreign with the cream seats, matter of fact it was black
He was in the streets knee deep, now he the manager for Chief Keef
Wait, that's Uncle Ro, the one who used to take me to the studio
The one that used to tag everything we drove
We both somehow made some major dough - woah
Fast-forward [?] with the curry
Could have sold out to the change in a hurry
I wouldn't have an AMG Benz at thirty
I probably would'a never ever made Ridin' Dirty
And now they wanna see my reign fall?
And now they wanna see my name fall?
And now they tell me that I can't ball?
Tell me what, is you a lame dawg?
Don't you realise I made y'all?
Promise I'm a take off
All they do is pretend
They never really care how many times that you win
Can't do it nine times if you ain't doing it ten
Chamillionaire, where have you been?
Here we go again

[Verse 2:]
Came from the gutter, but I made it out
The young CEO with major clout
It's like a major bout
They try to tell me that I'm fading out
Until I uppercut, swing and POW!
Bet that erase the doubt
I can hear you haters talking slick
But why'd you pick the Houston 2Pacalypse
Get off my tip
But let me give you all a tip
I never liked ya'll, I think you all should quit
You not as rich and plus you're the type of prick to send a girl a text message with a topless pic
You talking slick, but really you ain't copped them whips
The only time you shop is when you PhotoShop your dick
I park my whip, I might let you cop a flick
See, I can spit, you rap, but you're not as sick
She's not as thick, your girlfriend is not a chick
Your whole life's a catfish and you do not exist
Haha

 

[fox69]

"Hero"

"Hero"


I'm ready to get it started
You betta tell em the hardest
You hate on me then you retarded
I'm a get mine reguardless
I'm seein the rap the games needin me to come back to the mixtapes
And relieve them
Fans geekin Rap sales peakin hey in need of someone to believe in
I'm seein that they ain't me I'll wreck pollo beat for no apparent reason
And I think it's huntin season
So I'm cockin back and squeezin

Look at the fans talkin bout who spit better lines
I don't know what they doin but Prepare for mines
I don't just spit a line better than kevin federline
You better tell I'm really better than who ever rhyme
Hold up let me out this chair
Hear ya'll talkin bout ya hustles ain't no profit there
Hear ya talkin bout ya deals but that ain't profit square
Ya'll get lil royalties I get profit share
So um What up 50, what up buck what up lupe what game
What up jeezy, luda what up Ti what up wayne
Just cause I say they name don't mean I'm insane
Cause I'm shoutin out all the artists that make me step up my game
If I say I'm better than 50 his fans gonna complain
If I say I'm better than wayne his fans will do the same
I don't wanna ruffle feathers so maybe I should explain
Maybe it's MOE Me over Everythang
I'm better than you know who so better that it's a shame
I'm better than lil mama I'm better lil zane
I'm better than lil blang imbead it in your brain
I'm better than every rapper that rap with a lil name
You should be pissed that I'm pissed
I know some of my past records was a hit or miss
Don't try to twist up my ish and twist it into a diss
If you gon twist up what said then you should twist it this
Lauren London can get kissed on the lips
And bill O' Reilly and Don Imus can get hit with a fist
Hakeem I'm the dream stop missin the swish
And MTV my name is what ya missed on the list
Wait let me rewind I really don't want them
To think I'm tryin to diss I realy just want them
To know I'm not the type that will take lauren to london
Matter fact lauren be lucky if I take her to lunch man
It's the king of the hill from the land trill
What up Elise can't you see I'm Movin in for the Kill
Either I could drop one song a year like a skillz
Or we could get off in the streets it's time to pay these bills
Gas prices gettin high and I'm knowin I got a fleet
I'm Skinny than a mutha I'm knowin I gotta eat
So any rapper out here that no that they got a beat
Better never ever allow the instrumental to leak
I'm in the studio everyday and I'm lettin em loose
Black and decker in the trunk it ain't nothin but tools
Wanna run a money marathon it ain't nothin to prove
My closet lookin like a stadium it's nothin but shoes
J millz I ain't forgot about the cover you Gave me
I appreciate it G I'm still one of them crazy
Rebels out the texas and I'm runnin em daily
Now I'm back off in the streets like F u pay me
For jackin the texas swagger famous hand me the dagger
Nah nevermind cause these fakers don't even matter

Mixtape messiah 4 august 27th
And this just a throw away
I got a drive full of em let's go

Yea they get offended by words but You can tell it's fear
They say ball til you fall the fall is never near
They all say that they ball but Who you tellin dear
I manage a whole lotta money like kenneth crear
Manage a whole lotta money like shaka zulu
You think that I ain't good at ramen you out ya noodle
Safe sex mayne ya label tryin to prostitute you
I'm on the grind up earlier than the cockadoodle
What up killer mike it's grind time mayne
Rap game in my aim I'm like bang bang bang
Only rappers gettin mad the ones who Can't maintain
Now the rap is gettin back to the mixtapes mayne
First they tried to hate when I left said I'm history
Came back they tellin me they miss me
Twenty g's for this watch are you sick G
A .com on my arm this is 50
Hataz talkin actin like they some motormouths
And I'm a automatic start and turn ya motor off
Crib big mtv can't even show the house
Cause it would take 30 minutes for them to show the couch
F sales (what ya mean) bank account is great
Wreckin it since 98 and never took a break
Until recently throwin my rob back in the lake
Rap game tried to give me kibbles till I took the stake
Stop barkin baby I'm not starvin
Gettin bucks you crazy I'm millwalkin
Ya concience is talkin about caution
Slit ya wrist (slit) I'm Sharper than al sharpton
Koopa -Easy

 

[fox69]

"Hey Lady"
(feat. Big Gem)

"Hey Lady"
(feat. Big Gem)



[Talking]
G'yeah, Big Gem uh Play-N-Skillz
Chamillionaire you know I'm saying, let's ride

[Hook - 2x]
Come with me, hey lady won't you ride with me
Cause it's about that time, we about to ride tonight
La-da-da-da-da-da-da

[Big Gem]
I see you watching mami, you keep on passing by me
I see you sticking out your ass, showing off your body
I see who's hand you holding, he brought you to my show and
Wink at me one more time, and I'ma snatch you from him
I ain't fucking around, I'm only in your town
I don't know, for about three more hours
So let the bottles pop, Crystal...naw
Henny on the rocks now, you know how I do it brah
We buy the bars out, thugged out blinged out
Every chickenhead, know what we be about
Now here she come again, but without a friend
I told you I would snatch you up, listen to what I said

[Hook - 2x]

[Big Gem]
What you wanna do, head to the room
Or you wanna chill, with a playa like me
Got the limo outside, we running out of time
Come on shorty, take a ride with me
I got ya where I want ya, you where you wanna be
You say your man's a square, and he can't give you what you need
I put a thousand on it, you a stone cold freak
You ain't an Aquarius, your ass ain't no Aries
A dime piece Pisces, maybe
You're a gorgeous Taurus, I don't know come closer girl
See I'm a Gemini, both sides to your right
Compatible, offer the best with the freaky type
So let the sparks fly, bring more liquor out
Or you a Scorpio, your ass finna get dug out
See I ain't playing with ya, Big Gem gon give it to ya
It's what you waiting on, Koopa talk to 'em now

[Chamillionaire]
Now all my Pisces, Libras and Geminis let's ride, yeah-yeah
All my Scorpio, Virgos and Capricorns it's time, yeah-yeah
All my Cancer, Taurus, Neos and my Sag-i-tarious
All my Aries and Aquarius girls let's ride, yeah-yeah

[Hook - 2x]

[talking]
G'yeah-g'yeah, hold up mayn
That's my partna Big Gem
And that's the single off of his album
On Universal Records, called "Hey Lady"
Featuring Chamillionaire, hey
Y'all make sure y'all call and request that one
Let's keep it pimping baby