Текст песни Chamillionaire - Roll Call
Chamillionaire - Roll Call слова песни
[Intro]Attention, little kidsI know, you`re fans of hisIf it ain`t no Cham, then it ain`t gon jamI threw it, off a bridgeAnd, if it hurts your earsAnd you`re tired, of what you hearHomie have no fear, the Messiah`s hereWe gon shut it down, this year yeah[Chamillionaire]A.N.I. out in Cleveland, Eminem out in tallerLucky Music in Abilene, waiting for my arrivalMusic City in V.A., say hey ain`t nobody tighterSuper Sounds in Atlanta, like where that Mix Tap MessiahColorado fa sho, they say that Koopa`s on fireAsk James at Eackazam, he`ll tell you I`m no liarBeen in the game for a minute, I`m one of the biggest suppliersI`m the rapper they waiting for, you the rapper they tired ofHow the hell you say you blew up so quick, and then rub it inWhen you ain`t seen a royalty check, and know nothing bout publishingI feel sorry for the thirteen year old teenagers, who loving himThey try to tangle with the sharks but I`m sorry, he doesn`t swimI`ma rip off another limb, no need for partici-hatingI suggest that you get to shaking the spot, and just switch locationsI wouldn`t stop if he told me, if him and Clark Kent was datingCause he couldn`t spit hotter than me, if that pussy was kissing SatanI know the public is waiting, for Controversy to sellMost of the rest of the real niggaz locked, and ain`t made bailPimp, Z-Ro, 50/50 locked up behind jailCause of snitch figga ass niggaz, like Dike Jones trying to tellWho (hell naw), who (hell naw)He told me a different story, then the one he trying to tell y`allWho (hell naw), who (hell naw)I don`t wan` diss my old dog, so I`ma chunk a deuce for PaulWho told DSR, that he make more than me and PAnd my nigga Slim Thee, Dike Jones could it beYou could of praised my whole body, and couldn`t afford a sleeveI don`t even drop a c.d., and still clear more than forty G`sA month and it`s just my check, and ain`t even got to my savingsThe money the bank is saving, plus the money my safe is savingLet`s flame him, since he say that he blazingHe blew up quick, and nobody was there to save himKeep it cool I tried to, but you know I`m a riderGet respect in Louisiana, and all the way down toFlorida DJ Smallz, Atlanta with DJ DramaOff this money I make, I`ll probably go hit the BahammasGet respect in Cali, Vallejo they popping collarsGet respect of the streets, you get respected to tollersSo what I`m trying to say is, I`ma be here regardlessI`m the rapper they waiting for, you the rapper they tired of(*talking*)Tha-thank you Chamillion, umYou hear it here first, at WKTB work your bootyPimp radio station, and umThere seems to be an excessive amount of fraud artists out hereAnd we have a couple of artists here, that feel the same wayUh, let me hear what you have to say here sir[Chamillionaire]Let me silence all the talk, can`t match up with my vaultYou ain`t getting no respect, from real G`s on the NorthYou get put in duct tape, you cupcake you too softAin`t no rapper got broke off, this hard since Tha BossI`ve seen your chain, but how much did it costYou can`t be like E.S.G., and let your body defrostSeen the studio that you was saying, was SwishahouseBut that was Tow Down`s studio, and that was the SouthYou ain`t, in the dope gameReal niggaz know, he wasn`t moving cocaineReal niggaz po` a whole cup, of that drankNiggaz I know, ain`t repeating your nameWhat you gonna say now, Dike is a clownCome around hurr, and you gon get beat downMan hold up I`m in the club, sipping crownAnd niggaz getting tired of Dike Jones, in D-TownAnd a one and a two, and a three nobodyWho he messing with, man it sho ain`t nobody(pass me the Nina), don`t worry I got itSay whodie I`ll blow his chest up, he won`t have nobodyI was gripping on my steal and wood wheelMusic on the radio, I couldn`t feelPopped in a grey tape, cause I`m trillPussy gimmick nigga nigga, get real (get real)But nigga don`t make me grab this steelPull it, I`ll levitate your crewNigga you don`t represent the realMy nigga, don`t ever say you doI turn that scene, to a crime sceneDon`t make me, yellow tape your shoeCause DJ Screw, elevated ScrewAnd Screw, elevated youMan bring it back, I`m with it