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Chamillionaire

On Yo Azz

 

On Yo Azz

(album: Mixtape Messiah - 2004)


Get them Southside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Eastside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Westside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Northside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Oh we them real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's, real (what you gon' do?)
Real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's (what you gon' do?)
We some real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's, real (what you gon' do?)
Real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's

[Chamillionaire]
Koopa..
This is the day that they dreaded, they say Chamillion don't let it
get you upset, I'm upset if you needing peace, you can forget it
Go tell them the villian is coming, they know I'm the realest that run it
Color Change guerillas gon' run it, you gimmick niggaz better punt it
Now it's too late, you don' done it, no stingy label can rape me
Let's see how fast you apply since you thought I was getting lazy
The hood don' told me you shady, but you don't know it yet baby
They told me everything about you, even know the name of yo lady
Ay didn't ya girl go to J.V., guess what I went there too baby
If you thinking I can't expose yo ass worse then this then you crazy
Yo own hood don't even like you, they like "Chamillionaire is gravy"
Niggaz like Rock-A-Bye baby, cocking .380's on the daily
Yo best bet's on baby, ain't gotta call the hood baby
My heater heavy I feel bout 50 pounds more then I weight see
fam and the niggaz don't make me, since you don't make me, can't break me
My crib $250,000 I'm living in housing and payment
I got the Vegas in maitenence, thought you was making lil statements
Showing yo crib like you balling big, I was killing em' with patience
Them pussy niggaz can't face him, they wanna erase him like Jason
But now they shaking and pacing, like how the hell we gon' face him
I can't believe that you doubted me, while you was talking down on me
You ain't realize the people that you was around was all down with me
But I won't say no names, no trace of snitching inside of me
But I live by the G-Code, and you don't live by the boundaries
-Get Him!

done

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