Rap City Freestyle

[Intro: J-Nicks] Now Chamillionaire 'bout to sign that good old wall real quick But cha gotta understand The album comes in store tomorrow So what we gon' do We gon' give you something like a little preview Ya know what I'm saying? A lil' some' some' So you gon' understand how serious this is And H-town's got they movement going down And the south doing it real big Shoutout to TV Johnny and King Johnny Ya know what I'm talking 'bout? Chamillionaire you ready at that booth, boy? It's going down like this right here Rap City baby! [Verse - Chamillionaire] Let's do it Ay, it's Koopa, Ay I never take a hiatus Debate if the kid's the greatest My album anticipated I made it, now haters hate it Problеms, I can create it My pistol is nickel-platеd All of my friends can get an F you Friendship is overrated You waited, you prayed it It's the arrival of the mixtape god I treat a track like soft white and I make a mixtape hard I get paper, the crib got the fish tank walls These boys is playing me for a joker Better go switch they cards I'm the hardest that's regardless of whether of not I'm signed Whether I'm in Atlanta or tipping down in H-town Boys keep talking dying, then I might just lose my mind So don't question me one more time without asking me do I mind Painting that Picasso like you're macho but that is not so You and I know that is not so what you're living a lie for He showed his plaques, showed his cars, showed his crib I'm watching Cribs, noticing my crib's a little bigger than his How I live, not a G, a show is three Man, it's nothing to me S-M-A-L-L-Z, I lay the hardest verse on his CD for free And I do it so easily Messiah rap thugs Bring fire to packed clubs I'm tired of you actors Tired of you act-thugs, denying that your gat bust I make cents, 'cause I make sense even rhyming in backwards [unintelligible], what that mean? That mean my clique is the team and Chamillionaire's the king of the kings In the game, I don't bang, set tripping, get broke down Get hurt on your own turf so before you throw your sign Your sign language better say dollar signs We so (?), I throw 9 at your (?) and my (?) gotta co-sign Quick with the metal, boy You heard, you ain't ready for it I swear, my gang will turn a He-Man to a Skeletor My squadron is the squad of all squadrons My squadron is a problem My squad tryna make your squad run They see me in my car and ask "Are you with Paul?" I'm like "Paul?", I'm like "Dawg, can't you see I'm on the call?" Holla at me later 'fore you holla at that Wall Sound of Revenge is in stores, playa Holla at your boy Hahaha [Outro: J-Nicks] That's how we put it down Rap City, baby Chamillionaire, man Album in stores tomorrow widdit Sound of Revenge, make sure you go cop that jawn, man Houston, it's serious right now All you other rappers, you better blaze the booth, man You gotta blaze the booth 'cause that's what the people want, shorty Ya know what I'm saying? You know what I'm talking 'bout? It's going down, Rap City baby Already