Lyrics:
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
goodbye as I press the delete
Bring up the chair, tied by the hair, turn check the flop better send up a prayer
Sounding the flare, Johhny beware, Johhny
try to change the style or the subject;
As I get deep in the rhyme I'm becomin' a
Emcee murderer, before I'm done, I'm a
Prepare the chamber
try to change the style or the subject;
As I get deep in the rhyme I'm becomin' a
Emcee murderer, before I'm done, I'm a
Prepare the chamber
give me some head
If theres a job open I'm a pick her instead
Job well done I might just throw her some bread
Conference after conference calls but its
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
steady on thy feet
Victory is earned
But u can
Learn from your defeat
When it's your turn
U might get burned by the heat
cm a goat, not sheep
Well I
My hands in the air
I got Manson in the room
Ramirez and Channing
All dancing like
Mike in fairy costumes
But no angels 'round here
Cause when they
danger dune
Game consumed by the hatred of those that ain't a tune
And yeah we might finagle you, but then produce your favorite tune
Maybe whomever could
the Bone done came and touched down
Came up with that thing and me creepin' up outta me hometown
Me hate to be leavin' the glock glock nine
But I'm livin'
paparazzi
I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor
We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data
I repay a major situation across town,
There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber
I'm full of anger, nigga the west is in the house
But you still in for some danger
And when i'm through, I take
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
tripping, while I'm loading up that nine
Ain't leave a chamber empty, I put one between their eyes
Realize, real lies, never falling for their lies
Niggas got
never witnessed the pain
But I got a diploma for making
Bitch niggas hold they jaw
When I pull a nine out
I'mma find out witch nigga told the law
When my
shoes
Cruisin' for a bruise, all the screws loose, shoot
Yeah, causin' all the blues
Call it Chamber Hop, maybe like a Diddy Bop
Fella with no name, but
Unloadin' a Tec in this, hang you by your neck-a-lace
All in for the blessedness, Lord Infamous reck-a-less
Mobbin', I'm the messiest, best, there is no
21
Yeah
Real street shit
21
Know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga done been through some shit, man
Now a young nigga on top, man
But I still got
The flame gonna spark ya
Blood stain the tarp, but remains they chalk ya
Don't try to smooth talk us, you got nothing to offer
But the baby nine and make
hey
Back by popular demand
I know you all don't listen
But here I am
Friend or fam
I know most of you
By the inside of my hand
Mind spins
Like
they come now, they out on patrol
(Ahhh shit)
They killed a few, they finna kill some more
(Ahhh shit)
Man, who the fuck done dialed 9-1-1?
(Ahhh shit)
I was born brainless but
Just because I'm brainless
Doesn't mean I can't be
Dangerous when have
Nine in the chamber when I release my anger
I
You want my love you want my trust
You think its easy to forgive all that you done
You walked away now here you come
You think its easy to forget
the Guinness Book
From the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit, jack
Back to the criminals sect
I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
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