Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Im Focused, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Major Pain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.02.2010
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
Im Focused |
You ever try me you know you will get dealt |
I know that I’m the best that’s why I’m feeling myself |
Competition I be giving em hell I’m focused, I’m focused yea |
Close the coffin and just put in the nail |
And if ya up against me you know then ya gonna need help |
You can run and hide but who ya gon tell I’m focused, I’m focused yea |
See I ain’t have no money I ain’t even have no cable |
I had to get up on the grind get my own label |
I had some patnas doing crime on that old table |
Alot of em would say you can but with no able |
Ya’ll don’t even know what it’s like to feel gold |
Ya’ll kick it but never witness the field goal |
The maybac, I’m layed flat, my wheels thowed |
Look at that it’s all black like real coal |
I know ya’ll don’t see the drink and catch me with the kush |
I’m not a saint I never could play like reggie bush |
Stop acting like a punani ain’t with the petty looks |
I put the heat to ya belly and you’ll be gettin douched |
The shoes rims I call it football |
Let’s get paid no college football |
Some sold pot like college cook offs |
I sold bars to the block and hood pause |
In the suburbs they was lookin fo they fix |
So I gave em the type of fix that became dis |
Then I added a couple watts and became mix |
Then distrubuted to the blocks an became rich |
We in the building yep that’s what I thought |
I heard em say that’s why the building is just what I bought |
I’m michael jordan your tiger woods and that’s not smart |
Both did the same crime you the one got caught |
Dikembe mutumbo you dun know my gun blow turn dumbo to gumbo |
I breathe death, I leave death from one flow |
An emcee that gun tote become smoke |
Ya woman pissin in her pants till she wet her shoe |
Cheer leading on the side thicker than a betty boop |
Garage lookin like an nfl locker do, 26's, 24's and 22's |
Dion sandes high stepping on your canvas |
Small talk ya’ll suckin on ant dick |
I turn ya’ll to prey the way I attack it |
Ya’ll better hide and pray like a praying mantis |
Male groupies say why your crew lef |
Au revoir I’ll speak ta you with the deuce best |
See me and yell ey it’s like you cleff |
Apologise to my male groupies I’m too deaf |
Pain is the movement if this whatchu rep |
We revolve so no shells it ain’t one clue left |
We don’t dance I just do my 1, 2 step |
Super sober like I’m daring someone to step, yup |