King Koopa — текст песни (Chamillionaire)

[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