Текст песни Mixtape Murder - Chamillionaire
[Intro]
Uh,
mixtape
murderer
Talkn
bout
murder
Yeah,
they
say
they
need
part
6 but
look
at
how
i
light
up
the
city
It′s
that
boy
Chamilli,
many
say
that
they
don't
feel
me
But
they
don′t
want
it
really,
nothin
gon
move
but
the
money
You
know
I
know
the
drilly,
my
reality
be
showin
like
Flava
Flav
or
Diddy
She
got
some
back
and
some
tittes,
and
man
it's
such
a
pity
She
think
I
give
her
my
hustle
just
cuz
the
fact
she
pretty
Really
busy,
chasin
scrillies
and
countin
all
my
millies
I'm
really
all
about
scrilly,
and
I
mean
that
sincerely
Just
like
that
VIC
single,
the
game
is
gettin
silly
But
so
much
cheese
is
stackin
like
sandwiches
in
philly
Runnin
around
for
the
millies,
I
think
I′m
gettin
dizzy
I′m
notorious
at
doin
it
bigger
like
I'm
Biggie
Join
my
fan
club,
you
a
hater,
bring
some
backup
Let
my
lac
up,
and
hit
the
switch
and
it
ill
back
up
They
can′t
stand
em,
make
Bill
O'reilly
have
a
tantrum
Bet
the
grands
come
and
if
I′m
on
it,
it's
an
anthem
Get
the
grand
son
and
give
a
million
to
my
grandson
Yeah
we
have
fun,
but
told
the
chick
that
she
can
have
none
I
heard
Plies
say
that
he
will
never
buy
a
Phantom
I
make
28′s
fit
on
the
ish,
you
better
ask
em
I
attatch
em,
I
love
the
dolla's
I
romance
em
I
just
cash
em,
no
homo
but
my
money
handsome
An
assassin,
be
killin
the
mic
with
a
passion
I
just
smash
em,
then
I
head
right
back
to
my
mansion
They
just
actin,
but
real
is
my
only
reaction
Shoes
on
my
whip,
that's
where
haters
jack
their
fashion
Swagga
jackin,
i′m
swagga′d
up
you
swagga-lackin
Swagga
pass
em,
my
swagga
on
inspite
of
lappin
Tell
em
don't
listen,
if
you
hate
the
way
my
flow
is
flippin
Still
tippin,
wheels
glisten,
my
vouge′s
are
swang
and
clickin
Brain
n
bullet
equals
pain,
who
wanna
do
addition?
Pop
the
clip
in,
get
to
trippin,
you
thinkin
that
I'm
slippin
Believa,
always
an
over
achiever
Take
a
breather,
your
paper
little
just
like
ceaser
Have
a
seat
bra,
I
make
that
hater
have
a
seizure
When
they
see
the
number
of
coats
that′s
on
my
Beamer
Lift
the
dough
up
and
on
her
feet
is
where
I
leave
her
Then
I
proceed
to
gettin
my
dough
up
like
a
Keebla
I
don't
need
her,
be
Livin
Single
like
Kadeeja
I
won′t
even
go
send
a
cab
to
go
retrieve
her
Hustle
been
deadly
before
Fred
ever
met
Betty
Spree-wellin
like
Latrelly
on
Spinners
and
Perellis
That
was
back
before
Nelly
was
ever
seen
singin
on
the
telly
I
been
grindin
gettin
feti,
underground
Makavelli
My
dictionary
is
missin,
so
what
is
competition?
Think
he
dissin,
he
ain't
likin
how
much
my
pinky
glisten
I
ain't
trippin
I
ain′t
missin,
that
diamond
let
it
glisten
Pop
my
trunk
up
and
the
sign
is
readin,
I′m
gon
fishin
1 Best Rapper Alive
2 Judge Judy
3 Venom on the Way
4 Shawty (feat. Chalie Boy)
5 For the Moment
6 Switch Styles Reloaded
7 Track Wrecka (feat Lil Flip)
8 One Day (feat. J Dawg)
9 The Evaluation
10 Throwdest in the Game
11 Expensive Crack Pipe
12 Roy Wood Jr. Outta Jail Skit
13 Love of Money
14 Mixtape Murder
15 Thats You
16 Murder They Wrote (feat. Killa Kyleon & Lil Ray)
17 Shine so Clean (feat. Lil Keke)
18 Nothing Else to Say / Creepin' Slow
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