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• Titre : Paul Wall And Chamillionaire
• Album : Controversy Sells
• Année : 2006

Paroles :

[talking]
Here lizard-lizard-liazrd, uh
It's the almighty King Koopa, Chamillionaire
The color changing lizard, the Mixtape Messiah
Please stand for the ghetto national anthem, let's go

[Hook x2]
Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true

[Paul Wall]
Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down
In South Park on MLK, on Sunday we clown
From the streets of Antoine, to the Homestead hoods
From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good
I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae
Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth
Cause I roll with T.I.P., the king of the South
Boys know I'm Paid In Full, so they clocking my dollas
Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas
I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss
It's Paul Wall, still representing Swishahouse
I'm with my boy Big Kaila, I don't bar no hater
I'm on the grind for paper, I'll holla at ya later
Forget what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth
I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause true speak for itself baby

[Hook x2]

[Chamillionaire]
They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you
If she's a dime tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true
Turn up the bang if you into, something color changing the rims do
Sound like a train cause when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo
And I'm thugging too homie, the heater kinda like Al Bundy's hand
Believe me everytime you see me, it's gon be in her pants
If I do a crime and you snitch, homie the heater will snitch too
Cause if the police come around, it'll be pointing at you
Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt
Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself
I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with Cita, until you catch a virus
Why is he saying this, to piss boys off
I officially claim myself, the rap King of the South
The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you
And I say naw, give that title to the late great DJ Screw, rest in peace

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Flip]
The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't doing shit for (free)
I got my own label now, if you ain't heard it's (Clover G's)
Now me and Will chasing the scrill, we pulling up on chrome wheels
Nigga, your royalty check looking like my phone bill
Quick to capping picture snapping, paparazzi follow me
Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he smoke up all my weed
I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me
Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat
We popping trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
Last year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
I bring the heat on every track, it's five G's for every bar
Just because I'm in a Porsche box, don't mean I like the spa
That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw
Just because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar
We ghetto stars in every state, like Pimp and Bun we keep it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's Lil' Flipper and Chamill'

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• Titre : Chamillionaire y Akon-Ridin Overseas
• Album : battousai
• Année : 2007

Paroles :

[Chamillionaire]
I'm looking in my rearview...
I can see a clearer view of you.. (Konvict, Kon...)
(This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you hate it...

[Akon - Hook] (Chamillionaire)
I see them watching, they waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight!
I see them watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, (Cheah!)
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight! (C'mon!)

[Chamillionaire - Verse 1]
I got twenty grand in my pocket and, I'm riding round with my pockets crammed,
You the one that got the contraband, you smokin' that like you in Amsterdam,
Before I know it, I see them sirens, I'm pullin' over, Hey, we just ridin'!,
Don't talk back, won't be no violence, just shut up and sit in your seat in silence,
Now the police is searching who, they searching me and then they searching you,
They smell the breeze and you smell like trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the purple too,
Now the lie is irreversible, cuz you just told them we was riding clean,
They question you but they ain't question me yet, I'm thinking the police ain't find a thing,
(Yup) Standing on the side of the freeway, wishing they would just hurry up,
And I can see him walkin' up to me like he about put me up in 'em cuffs,
I turn around and I look at you, and you turn away like you feelin' sick,
I'm going to jail for what I didn't commit, I must admit that I hate a snitch...

[Akon - Hook]
I see them watching, they waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight!
I see them watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight!

[Chamillionaire - Verse 2]
Ever since they heard the song 'Ridin Dirty', the whole world been listening, I'm glad you heard me,
Some cops that representing the badge assure me, every cop ain't bad or tryna scare me,
A year later, after 'White 'n Nerdy', on the grind, still tryin', still flyin' birdies,
That stuff in your cuff still drivin' swervy, ridin' dirty like a vehicle inside the Derby,
A little inspired by UGK, and the rest inspired by the life I'm living,
Seen that Impala, he was drunk and that's when I saw the red lights go get him,
And it's ironic that during the chase, he murdered Chase, and this kid was Christian,
Movin' target went across the street and unfortunately the car didn't miss him,
And now the family is soon to know, that they gone have to do another funeral,
The angels ain't singing to your tune no more, don't move too fast, baby, move it slow...
Cuz one day in here, baby... Next thing you know,
Next thing you know, everything you used to move don't move no mo'!

[Akon - Hook] (Chamillionaire)
I see them watching, they waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight!
I see them watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me, (This is not a movie, it's real life!)
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to jail tonight!

[Chamillionaire]
It's real life... It ain't just a song, it's a message....
Nobody ever opens their eyes 'till someone gets killed...
Rest In Peace to Sean Bell....
Chamillitary man!

[Chorus]
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
My music so loud
I'm swangin
They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies
Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies
Laws of patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin oak
Music loud and tippin slow
Twist and twistin like hit this dough
Pull up from behind and is in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CDs change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]
I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin a hundred while I come from the block
And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin up pretty deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]
Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin drough
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin
Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin
Cause they denyin is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU
I can't be toss or tell em that they shoulda known
Tippin down sittin crooked on my chrome
Bookin my phone tryin to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home and it's on

[Chorus 2x]

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• Titre : Basshunter - Now You're Gone
• Album : [-_-]
• Année : 2007

Paroles :

Now you're gone
I realised my love for you was strong
And I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Now you're gone
I realised my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

There's an empty place in my heart
Without my Anna it will break apart
It won't heal, it never fades away
I'll be thinkin' 'bout you everyday

Are you Ready?
Ready for take-off!

Now you're gone

I realised my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

Now you're gone
I realised my love for you was strong
And i miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone with your pictures hanging on the wall

Is this the way it's meant to be?
Only dreaming that you're missing me
I'm waiting here at home
I'll be crazy now you're gone

There's an empty place in my heart
It won't alarm me it will break apart
It won't heal, it never fades away
I'll be thinkin' 'bout you everyday