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Hip Hop Warning

Chamillionaire

H-Town to the A-Town

2007

ain't doing what they use to do
Remember when you use to be able to go 4, 5 million sold
Now everybody having trouble to go gold man
It's a lot of good

Quater by four
In a four by four
Still Arguing about
Sex and bills
( Sex and Bills)
The girl next door
Claims that
She likes me (she likes me)
The game so

around des 100 choppas don’t even try it BIKELYFE  shut it down let’s start a mafuckin riot 


And you know I’m wit it 
Gsxr 750 slidin thru yo city 
me my

not stew
His brother raps poetic verse
I wrote a song or two
Five brothers loved within these halls
Four brothers now remain
Though tears are endless

xannies
But I like feeling numb and outside of my body
Three or four to start the day off
Mom I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
You so fucked up
Can't remember anytime

a while to get it but we're getting it all by ourself
In a city where nobody gives a shit about nobody else
They know what they're dealing with, they don't

going in the house 'til we drop some
I'll be right here with my brothers 'til that time come

One whip, four dicks when we bend blocks
Big Glock, big

Skinny little crank whore gettin'
Railed out by
A strange old junkie with no protection
Then the second week of
January 1991 came around
She was walking

Ima make a piggy
Make a piggy fly
Just shorted 20 grams off a cutie pie
Peep the booty every it walk by
Ima blame it on the drugs because a nigga

righteous  but she ratchet 



Boy I’m Bout to text ya girl gotta have it 

Lord Forgive me 4 my sins bad habits 

3D printed up a Draco outta plastic 

Ain’t

Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used as shootin' targets soon

I Wanna Kill Sam

Ice Cube

Death Certificate

1991

"I'm comin'!"

Now in ninety one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped
Now

say me go remember
Coming from the gutter
Turning to a baller
I remember those days when I get 1 shirt
1 Short, no cash no bed
I Dey hustle 4 bread
See

the ghetto
The ghetto 
Down in Haywood
Where brothers would rob you, heartless brothas dressed in hoods

If I could
Maybe I would
Just for a day of my time
Die

the fibers
That we the people
Are "unitedly" standin' upon
Coincidentally
It took these failures developmentally
And combined with the experience
Partaken by

calm when I bomb,
Just tell them hit the floor
Forget me or remember me as the sickest for
Being more vigilant with it
Just try and give them more

Press

on the weed cant stop man hyping
Slyly come try me, you'll be watching this brother
Get strangled with a mic lead
No cat but feisty, the only time
I get hurt is

Boutta get on the stage , I just caught a body 
Fucc it it's show time
You caught her once 
They callin me stunna why 
I fucced that bitch 4 times 
That

some brothers down in the Bermuda these ni***z ain't shooting pick up da stick and it's to use it I put my pain & heart in the music first ni**a try it

don't want no help
Sweet medicine felt
A whole 'nother subject (it's a whole 'nother subject)
If I pass, no wonder
Life before my brother stabbed me,

and Dominion  (ya Allah)
They got us fooled fox news no coverage (fake news)
Its on us to inform our sisters and our brothers (Inshallah) 


X4
Its on us

You try to get in my way I'ma tell you don't do it
We all tryn' make a way making this music
I be the doorman get you into
I get rich feed the poor what

ain’t your brothers closing down them doors
Try to love em niggas do you dirty can’t love anymore
Tryna come up niggas come from dirt sleeping

they perms
I remember back at 12 I was mama's helper
Now I help myself to bitches out at Mama Shelter
Since my brother Rock passed I just been moving