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SINGER: Chamillionaire
SONG:King Koopa
[chamillionaire - talking] we still here, ain't goin' no where swishahouse [chamillionaire] -listen man chamill, that nigga still handlin' steel hoppin' out the sedan deville, ay man just chill leave em' alone, see niggaz never plan to feel the back-hand until they talkin' or you came in his grill i don't care, undercovers still yearnin' to stop me same retailers i sell it to will burn em' a copy then sell it to you, but the cd's burning is sloppy they earning they dollar, that i'm supposed to earn in it's got me. pissed and ag'd, get in the slab, gimme some gas fixin' the track, this nigga bout to kick me some ass (repeat after talking) this be the last time i let niggaz get me for cash gimme some gasoline and burn his crib into ash hold up watts niggaz is cheap sayin' i charge to much cuz i'm raw nigga what? yall can't compete, yall niggaz suck if i gotta deal with the embarassment of yall niggaz stuff then mo' money will ease the pain, bar'd that bar in ya cup hold up watts, boot-leggers? them niggaz be scared but a mind full of scared is better then a mind full of lead nightmare, wake up, pillow red, mind in his bed now koopa's joking go back to sleep, never mind what he said look for that first round draft picks, nothin' but net i gotta homie street-sweeper, and his cousin is tech doesn't respect? i'ma put ya tongue up in the deck and put my dick in the speakers and put nut in ya neck
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