Lirik Lagu I Mean That There – Chamillionaire - Chamillionaire
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Mix Tape Messiah..
(*talking*)Yeah uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, Chamillitary maynAnd I mean that there, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there, yeah-yeahYeah-yeah-yeah, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there, and I mean that there yeah-yeah
[Chamillionaire]Not a angel I'm filled with anger, to the industry I'm a dangerThey make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you that I'm a strangerKick some dirt on my name, but really how can I blame youI'm the next to blow, so they put me on punishment for bad behaviorThey said I should of went major, but I'm a procrastinatorI get the job done playa, but I'm busy now ask me laterStay with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand retainerWhy cause I'm a better business man, than your average haterBut now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm stupidGot no love for you haters, so send that message to cupidGive a shout out to Who Kid, (why give a shout out to Who Kid)Cause I'm wearing something, that match the size of a G-Unit shoe kidWhat's that a nine stupid, you do the math whyI tried to be nice to the dyke, but that was my last tryAnd since it seems the industry, is infatuated with the bad guyI'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz, when they pass byGet mad that I get green, you dealing with the HulkI put my anger in the music, nigga this is the resultDid a hundred thousand independent, now I move c.d.'s in bulkCheck on Chamillionaire.com, my fan base is a cultI'm that nigga that'll spot you, see you in the streets and box youYou acting like you a problem, I bet I do something bout youRun the South when it come to making mix tapes, I'm a monsterNapster crashed, but I wanna give a special shout out to KazaaLong as Lil' Jon, and Manny keep making beatsChamillionaire gon be a ghetto millionaire, in these streetsI speak my mind, so stop acting so sentimentalYou soft, if you go to jail you'll get used for a prison pillowYou scared, shooting slugs behind the bushes and not a brickLike a bush is gon protect you, you know who you dealing withChamillitary hideous mood, and I pity the foolIf I walk in I bet every sissy, in the city'd moveAin't got to walk a city for food, like Diddy did dudeIf you hungry for drama, I'll see that my Semi get chewedGive me the tool I'm from Texas, but I ain't no damn bammerMess with Killa Mike, Ron Thomas that Quo down in AtlantaLil' Flip and my man Banner, come here and get man handledBy Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix your damn channelIf you think we all right thurr, and speaking with bad grammarI know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no damn bammersRasaq ain't no damn bammer, Play-N-Skillz ain't no damn bammersThe clip in the hand jammer, to use it for a damn hammerHit you on top of your head, and leave humps like a tan camelKeep a couch with a full house, like Dan TannerThat's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of chipsThere's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicksLike dominatrix chicks, there's plenty of whipsSo you bricks can do a flip, off the end of my dickGet off the end of my tip, nigga you a crash test dummyYou album dropped you smile and frown, after the math get funnyI'm getting all my publishing, never had that kept from meI'm buying Color Changin' vehicles, with my ass cap moneyPromises that they gave you, made you feel like you majorNavigator and two-way pager, they gave you then made youGo lie about how they paid you, and never will play youYou's a puppet go get a refund, I think that they played youYou album was whack huh, it's still on the rack huhRepo man hopped in your vehicle, they took it back huhYou go get a dagger, then hop in a cab huhYou looking for a A&R or CEO, you can stab huhDid a hundred thousand independent, ain't really nothing to proveI make a million disappear, quicker than Nelly with jewelsSee the industry wouldn't listen, so I stopped being a humble guyNow I'm the come get it, if you ready to royal rumble guy
And I mean that there, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there jeah, (throw you out the game)
(*talking*)Yeah uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, Chamillitary maynAnd I mean that there, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there, yeah-yeahYeah-yeah-yeah, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there, and I mean that there yeah-yeah
[Chamillionaire]Not a angel I'm filled with anger, to the industry I'm a dangerThey make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you that I'm a strangerKick some dirt on my name, but really how can I blame youI'm the next to blow, so they put me on punishment for bad behaviorThey said I should of went major, but I'm a procrastinatorI get the job done playa, but I'm busy now ask me laterStay with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand retainerWhy cause I'm a better business man, than your average haterBut now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm stupidGot no love for you haters, so send that message to cupidGive a shout out to Who Kid, (why give a shout out to Who Kid)Cause I'm wearing something, that match the size of a G-Unit shoe kidWhat's that a nine stupid, you do the math whyI tried to be nice to the dyke, but that was my last tryAnd since it seems the industry, is infatuated with the bad guyI'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz, when they pass byGet mad that I get green, you dealing with the HulkI put my anger in the music, nigga this is the resultDid a hundred thousand independent, now I move c.d.'s in bulkCheck on Chamillionaire.com, my fan base is a cultI'm that nigga that'll spot you, see you in the streets and box youYou acting like you a problem, I bet I do something bout youRun the South when it come to making mix tapes, I'm a monsterNapster crashed, but I wanna give a special shout out to KazaaLong as Lil' Jon, and Manny keep making beatsChamillionaire gon be a ghetto millionaire, in these streetsI speak my mind, so stop acting so sentimentalYou soft, if you go to jail you'll get used for a prison pillowYou scared, shooting slugs behind the bushes and not a brickLike a bush is gon protect you, you know who you dealing withChamillitary hideous mood, and I pity the foolIf I walk in I bet every sissy, in the city'd moveAin't got to walk a city for food, like Diddy did dudeIf you hungry for drama, I'll see that my Semi get chewedGive me the tool I'm from Texas, but I ain't no damn bammerMess with Killa Mike, Ron Thomas that Quo down in AtlantaLil' Flip and my man Banner, come here and get man handledBy Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix your damn channelIf you think we all right thurr, and speaking with bad grammarI know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no damn bammersRasaq ain't no damn bammer, Play-N-Skillz ain't no damn bammersThe clip in the hand jammer, to use it for a damn hammerHit you on top of your head, and leave humps like a tan camelKeep a couch with a full house, like Dan TannerThat's plenty of bricks, that's plenty of chipsThere's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of chicksLike dominatrix chicks, there's plenty of whipsSo you bricks can do a flip, off the end of my dickGet off the end of my tip, nigga you a crash test dummyYou album dropped you smile and frown, after the math get funnyI'm getting all my publishing, never had that kept from meI'm buying Color Changin' vehicles, with my ass cap moneyPromises that they gave you, made you feel like you majorNavigator and two-way pager, they gave you then made youGo lie about how they paid you, and never will play youYou's a puppet go get a refund, I think that they played youYou album was whack huh, it's still on the rack huhRepo man hopped in your vehicle, they took it back huhYou go get a dagger, then hop in a cab huhYou looking for a A&R or CEO, you can stab huhDid a hundred thousand independent, ain't really nothing to proveI make a million disappear, quicker than Nelly with jewelsSee the industry wouldn't listen, so I stopped being a humble guyNow I'm the come get it, if you ready to royal rumble guy
And I mean that there, and I mean that thereAnd I mean that there jeah, (throw you out the game)
