In The Trunk (Album Version|Explicit) - Chamillionaire

Lyrics by：H. Seriki/A. Middleton

Composed by：H. Seriki/A. Middleton

This is the-the sound of revenge

Is the-the sound of revenge

You in the presence of the finest

Chamillitary mayne this for the streets

Let's give 'em somethin' they can bump innnn the trunk

At this point you should be turnin your speakers up

Turn your speakers up-Chamillionaire man

Let it bump it's a southern thing

Ha ha Chamillitary mayne innnn the trunk

I heard somebody say that

The South ain't got no lyricists

Well 'bang bang' at the game

Like everyone down here is pissed

You lookin' for the truth then look no further here it is

Turn it up a notch so they

Can not say they not hearin' this

They say Chamill is sick click click here's a clip

'Bang bang' at the rap game to make your spirits lift

And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick

Who you you you and you n***a-pick a click

Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry

Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me

Okay a couple n***az but none of 'em real as me

Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper isn't me

Tell your second favorite whose the best

And show 'em a picture of me

He'd have to take me out to prove

That he's as sick as me

So me verse me the only battle

That y'all gonna get to see

I'm plainly sayin' what

I'm sayin' to make these haters mad

Perpetratin hatin a*s see me ridin candy slab

Disbelieve his a*s how many vehicles can he have

I be losin' count myself and

I ain't even that bad at math

That's how we do it in

Texas poppin trunk and grippin wood

We reply to threats how n***a I wish you would

You can keep on talking but that's only if you could

Gotta turn my speakers up can you hear 'em now no good

Ain't runnin' from a thang 'cause I ain't never been a punk

Drama ain't a thang 'cause I can bring it if they want

I'ma let it bang so they can feel

It in the innnn the trunk

You 'bout it wit'cha game decide your rep and throw it up

What you tryin' to drank

'Cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk

Keep it pimpin mayne

So they can feel it in the innnn the trunk

This for the street n***az knowin' they gotta pee in a cup

Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results

This for the G's hate is what you see in the scope

Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's

Raid when you see him approach

Tell you ahead of time solo I can handle mine

You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime

But you don't have a nine I'll show you I hammer mine

Time to make you do the

Running man like it's Hammer time

Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up

Actin' up and pack enough heat to make you back it up

The hoes back it up soon as

They hear the back of the trunk

Now I'ma stock like New York slang

What you mean that's what's up

Money stack it up when they feel they have enough

Get the chips and add 'em up

Then she givin' that to us

Don't put all that in cuffs treat your money like a slut

N***az better share hell yeah 'cause I just wanna cut

A hater gettin' cut someone gon' get hurt hurt

Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf turf

Houston Texas I'm the worst ice looking like sherbert

Bouncin' off my chest

You're starin' at it like a pervert

Mixtape God don't hate me go to church first why

Might as well since all the rappers wearin' church shirts

Better think ahead of time call yourself a nurse nurse

Diss me in your second and

You won't get to finish your third verse

Ain't runnin from a thang

'Cause I ain't never been a punk

Drama ain't a thang 'cause

I can bring it if they want

I'ma let it bang so they

Can feel it in the innnn the trunk

You 'bout it wit'cha game

Decide your rep and throw it up

What you tryin to drank

'Cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk

Keep it pimpin mayne so they

Can feel it in the

You in the presence of the finest

The game is full of fakes

All these rappin n***az front front

Controversy Sells the industry

Givin' 'em what they want want

See he ain't gangsta as he say

That's why they dress 'em up

Get a vest a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt

H*e act like she slow don't know that I'm rich

And ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip

But then she saw me on TV

And told me pause for a flick

What you tell her

You can 106 Park on my dick on my dick

Can't speak about Texas and not mention me

'Cause the world gon' have to see

The truth come out eventually

I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z

934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree

We never marry a h*e what I'ma marry you fo'

I'm too busy tearin' my shows up

And getting married to dough dough

Grave dig a n***a Whatchu mean I bury a flow

Run go get your city come back and

Then I'ma bury your area code

Ain't runnin' from a thang

'Cause I ain't never been a punk

Drama ain't a thang

'Cause I can bring it if they want

I'ma let it bang so they can feel it

In the innnn the trunk

You 'bout it wit'cha game decide

Your rep and throw it up

What you tryin' to drank

'Cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk

Keep it pimpin mayne

So they can feel it in the innnn the trunk