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[Chamillionaire] Naw mayn I'm not Blood deep or Crip deep, six feet a click deep How deep this deep, Nine Mili' clip deep With this heat a body builder, turn into a pip-squeak They turn to vegetarians, they don't wanna end up mince meat You'll see, where the mortuary is at I know you miss me Snatch the gat plat, and lyrically wreck that ass officially I see you live in fairy tale, niggaz better switch beefs I'll have the tooth fairy, choke his ass up out of his sleep Problem with Chamillionaire, but do they mention any name Hell naw you scarecrow, just try your best to be brave Got a Smith-N-Wesson, but we know that you gon behave On safety, you Locksmith like you could get a key made All up on the thang, like lil' girls turn to teenage You're really a bunch of hoes, like 6th street at Texas Relays Ohio to Chicago, I got niggaz in the PJ's Bully skinny, but the armstrong like he was BJ's I hear these rapping niggaz, but believe I'm not a fan of it I'm here to rid the rap game, of all of it's contaminants I'm better than the average, I want her I could have the chick Doing the same pose, as Paris Hilton in them camera flicks The mathematics get big, cause I'm demanding it Ripping the rap game, while these other suckas is romancing it Ain't worried about his feelings, they don't wanna take a chance with it Kissing up to the game, with rose pedals and a candle lit Songtexte(*talking*) Yo, what up world this the O.G. Ron C And you know how we do it, big Texas style mayn Chopping niggaz up, not slopping niggaz up I'm up in the motherfucking lab, and we doing it like this We told you motherfuckers, to step the fuck back Let these real G's through, we here now mayn You know I'm saying, Chamillitary like my nigga Koop would say mayn Put that up in your motherfucking mout mayn Aus Songtexte Mania