Chamillionaire - Go Hard Lyrics

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"Chamillitary Mayne"

Looks like the whole region is ready to BCD me

Clowns in the H tryna act like they wanna see me

I'm poppin up like a genie they disappear like Houdini

You busters must have snorted that Whitney I am sick G

Peeew hot heat seeking missiles be tryna sick me

Wish he would try to throw it my way and piss me

Off here's a thought I make your history a mystery

[Sound of Twilight Zone theme] ...Twilight zone

I'm worth two thousand more than me with my ice on

I'm a butcher with a weapon baby I knife songs

Mo' murder murder mo' murder like I like Bone

The only way that you could ever be hotter than me

Is if I don't put out no music and that spot'll be free

Always grindin any time I ever spotted a G

I was on point like a decimal a dot or a P-

E-R-I-O-D no paper out of my reach

Shakin Uncle Sam I keep a lotta receipts

And nah Cham ain't never the one to bring no sand to the beach

I put the moula in my hand and bring grands to the street yah

Pullin up in the newest ish you ain't never knew exist

Baby get inside darling you can smell the newishness

You can see the platinum see the clearness and the bluishness

Lookin at my jewellery tryna figure out who my jeweller is

Underground money never disappears

When your mixtape flow and skill is sick as his

Know it's big business I be on them businesses

You all be actin immature so now I roll with bigger kids

Ridin on 28's my rims clear a lotta cones

Ridin through the city mayne I hear a lotta clones

Kill a microphone like I'm Killa Kyleon

Bout to change my rap name (to what?) Killa Clinaclone

I promised that the mic gon' need a mic toe tag

It's still clear I'm still here and that's despite you're a fag

I left the underground alone and nobody came and took it

Well guess who's back to take it like good lookin

Uh look in the garage your cars ain't sick as ours

I done had the doors ajared on plenty cars

I was gettin large while y'all was chillin hard

So the rappers praise the God (my lord) like synagogue

Just when they thought it was haters win I'ma hurt 'em all

Just when they thought it was traitors win I'ma curve the ball

I'm always right but I act like I never heard of wrong

And I know it all like I'm able to give a nerd a call

Clark Kent but I'm sure I can make the shirt come off

Mixtape Messiah 4 it's like I'm (click) cocking a burner y'all

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"Get ya burners get ya burners here we come again"

You know who the streets waiting to see... me

"Get ya burners get ya burners here we come again"

Mixtape Messiah part fo' let's go

I try to chase the green face like The Wizard of Oz

Took the yellow brick road two acquisitive cars

Don't wanna hear nothing real? You should be skipping my parts

My swagger get any higher I'll be sitting on Mars

I don't post on blogs or chat about what singers gay

I don't switch green names and change up everything I say

I don't let SoundScan allow a lame the right of way

You could sell ten-million and still be not who I'ma play

Car pearly white as teeth I guess that you could say I'm flossin

See me and think of green like Saint Patrick's Day or Boston

I lead and they follow these rappers guilty of stalkin

The underground was dead but I'm about to leave the coffin

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