Paroles de King koopa

(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 talk the noise that came from 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 burned and its sloppy
They earning that dollar, that i'm supposed to earn in it's got me.
Pissed and ag'd, get in the slab, gimme some gas
Fixin' to drag 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
'cause 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