Shut Up Freestyle — текст песни (Chamillionaire)

What, Swishahouse, Sucka Free
Kiss our ass if you bootlegging
Hold up Watts, bring that back
Chamillionaire, let me and Paul Wall
Get some of that..

[Chamillionaire]
Look, I`m not the type to brag about the size of my dick
Cause I would rather brag about, the size of my chips
My dimes and my nick`s, and how I ride with your sis
With a diamond in my ear, about the size of your fist
Keep your eyes on my wrist, while I shine and I gliss
Don`t sip-sip syrup, I`m buying the Crys`
I think some of y`all niggaz, just trying to piss
Me off, cause your girlfriend dying to kiss this
Baller on the lips, I`m calling it quit`s
Ain`t rapping no mo` after this, you wish
Get your mind correct, Chamillionaire wreck
The stereo don`t even wanna, let the tape out your deck
Throw up your set, and take notes for my lesson
Everywhere I go, I hear dumb ass questions
Do you know Slim Thug, is he really a thug
Is Ron C a DJ, or does that nigga sell drugs
Get out my face, before I slap out the taste
I`m not really in the mood, for catching a case
Haters get erased, you can ask he`s a Leo
Your woman wanna be my queen, wanna be my Cleo
Patra I slap a, rapper with a stack of
Big faces gold platinum, and make em put my plack up
Don`t bring good luck, I bring niggaz damage
Could make niggaz panic, when I chop it up in Spanish
No no, problemo it`s all to the bueno
Knock knock Michael Watts, go on pass me a demo
Keep-keep it real, and the keep the Chamillion on your mind
Spit fire every line, now you can press rewind

(*talking*)
Bring it back one mo` time
It`s Paul Wall..



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