Chamillionaire - Furious Five Lyrics
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaaYou don't want no problems, you don't want no problemsYa'll know I'm so dangerous. mmmmYou don't want no problems, you don't want no problems[Ludacris:]Death by lyrical injectionI kill you rappersA lot of green with a yellow complexionWomen call me the Green Bay packerI pack the zero'sMeaning mucho deniroSo paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked like MeloHello, LUDA! Tell theses other boys double upCause I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuckMy every records jumpin', or playin' double dutchI shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts[Chamillionaire:]Haha, hold upLudacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda thisRep the dirty all across the world I polluted itSuafist and a hollow point through ya headHope ya get the point it don't really matter who ya isNowadays they be snitching and they so smoothDefaquit your vocals like it's pro toolsSposed to keep it real but they don't youKnow you get the blame when the police is who he spoke toDiabolical shoot at your and turn your moleculesInto particals how you really thinkin I'm a loseComical money only reason I'm a moveThey'll anounce that I made a killin like obama news3 stories but the truth really never told3 stories in the condo I never knowWho I goota kill to get a bomm docks episodeWith shakira shaking what she got in a leapered robePlay no games like I never got a tokenMy money counter just be going through the motionsGive me my jim carey mask cause I'm smokinAlways bein a boss what the hell is a promotionAnything less than the best is insultingGold toilest I be pissing like a sultanI hope ya got geicko I leave ya brokenI'm taking bout the mic I see the lizard and I show him[Chorus][Royce Da 5'9":]I went from eating top ramen to being top rhymerCheck full of commasNo regrets except for the dramaI remember a time when my only perfection was my mommaMy mind in the wrong directionNow it's time ya bow down in [?]Writ in my honour cause ***** I'm bonker, pluralIn a whip with my Ivanka, pompous [?] girlShe on E, feeling on me, singing on keyWhile I'm bumping We Are The WorldGot a sniff from Britney, no he didn't did he"We run this town"No he didn't did heI feel like tinting the glass, You take a sip with meShe from the city of JacksonI call her Mississippi, that was pretty wittyDemand like a black man tryna get re-electedHe ain't get it, did he?[Joell Ortiz:][?] to the pedalPedal to the floorJust whippin' it through the ghettoMetal in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boyReferee mind state, I'm settling the scoreI don't know what ya'll hating forWait, wait, know what, matter factI don't know what you're waiting forI ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers popI get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spotSee I was a little kid with his thumbs in his earsAnd his tongue in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaarJust when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaarEverything I speak is hotBut bont be mad at least everything you speak is... I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay[Crooked I:]Rapper, hustler, entrepreneurMy shit fly like I'm launching manureLord of the underground, God of the sawOn Hennessy black, [?] to the jawYeah I'm off the blockThis ain't work, call me "I'm off the block"I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibalWith a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable ammoLyrical and I'm off the topRep that West till I walk with PacWe the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe boysNew gold Rolls Royce, fall off the lot***** me, the only way you can stop meI'm top seed, I pop green at my speedSo watch me, if you haven't seen the phenomenomI speak fast as Lamborghini's in Ramadan[Chorus]
