[Chamillionaire]
Nigga always talkin` drama like they want this piece
As soon as I see em` in the streets all they want is peace
It`s strange how a piece-maker
Faker turned peace-maker
King Koopa the cocky copy-machine cuz I keep paper
And it`s so gangsta, the way the funds stack up
The way I spend it, it get low and it always come back up
My niggaz will come back-up, me if ya dumb..act-up
Rap sucks, act up to rap, and you`ll get wrapped up
That tough..nigga will be changin` his tune
When his souls in a hole and they throwin` his chain in a tomb
For the re-came yo explain Oh, whatever you want poppy
But one of them clean cock see, the other one gon` watch me
Guess the funs got me
Ridin` in a sun-toppy
Listen the gun`s cocky
Hate it? Then come stop me
Sleepin` with the hammers, not sleepin` on no candles
But still..I manage to keep the heat in the pajamas
Police is tryin` to jam us
F-E-Dz tryna red-hand us
Don`t have us doin` anything illegal on cameras
Can`t grab us, I shoot you the police wouldn`t ask
whether I did it cuz my jersey said that I`m back in the past
Uh, 10 years in my Allen I
Dr. Jay is my allibi
Throw 50 at the judge and see how free time that`ll buy
And if that don`t work nigga it don`t matter my
niggaz will show up at the judges house and give that a try
The End, yes the Chamillionaire is raw
Rewind to the last verse and all the images you saw
It`s gangsta gutta, I`m not a gangsta but dawg
I did it to prove that I can rap gangsta better then y`all
It`s easy to put some words together and talk about ya guns
Talk about how you gon` blast while all ya enemies run
It be the same niggaz talkin` in-direct
That don`t never ever won`t plex when standin` in-diflesh
Look, don`t act dumb nigga the King will come
and bring it on, before ya labeled the Kingdom Come
