Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Somebody Gonna Get Hurt, artist - Chamillionaire. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Somebody Gonna Get Hurt |
| I ain’t really tryin to hurt nobody |
| Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here? |
| Probably |
| My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check |
| The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest |
| Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west |
| 20 thou' on the ground, what’chu wanna bet? |
| If I lose I roll another bet to even up |
| Keep lookin for the dough like I ain’t seen enough |
| Fully equipped the whip, that would be a plus |
| Hop off the you-know-what and I’ma leave it up |
| (Tell us what you leavin up) The dough on the Lambo' |
| Don’t try to be a Rambo or be an example |
| Passport paper, ain’t a place that I can’t go |
| Haters gettin sick 'bout to +Earl+, like Kimbo (ugh!) |
| Go ahead man, smack yourself silly |
| Rubberbands never fit when I package my scrilly |
| Overseas but I’m still the man back in my city |
| Ugh, put the cream on the acne like Diddy (what'chu mean?) |
| Show you how to make 'em put the paper in your face |
| Let the yellow bones know that it’s time to skate |
| Pillsbury dough sho' make a lot of cake |
| Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase |
| The blueprint for the paper, just rewind it back |
| Yeah our money cash cars, I be rhymin that |
| Stay ballin on the base like a Diamondback |
| While you in the crowd gettin mad because the concert packed |
| Two chicks talkin to me on the 3-way |
| Breeze blowin in the hair of my breezy |
| Woodgrain I’ma grab when you see me |
| Oakland in my hand like it’s eBay |
| Both chicks beggin me to come to see A |
| No time like I ran out of prepaid |
| If you don’t go and give this hotness to the DJ |
| You’ll need a Doctor and it ain’t gonna be Dre |
| Fans tryin to figure out and try to find who |
| The last verse of the last hearse applied to |
| I could tell you a lie and tell you it’s not you |
| But like B on the ScanTron — not true |
| Cause y’all boys is costumes |
| I brush 'em off like the canvas in an art room |
| Bring it on boy, my victory’s your doom |
| Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but it’s gone BOOM! |
| Some people hate to see you spendin the new bucks |
| You better not show your animosity to us |
| Hit gon' have the three K’s like Klu Klux |
| So bring 'em to the barber that’ll give 'em a crewcut |
| Yup! |
| That mean minus a couple |
| Need to be findin your mind instead of findin some trouble |
| Cause it’s obvious you lost when we up out of the huddle |
| Ready to blitz, yup — I seen you in outer space like a shuttle |
| Ha ha; |
| one mil', two mil', three, fo' mil' |
| Stayin hungry like I missed the past fo' meals |
| Half a mil' still tell a man «No deal» |
| Ridin with the type of bananas you don’t peel |
| Yeah, the type of weapon that don’t jam |
| Like most of these rappers in this game that don’t man |
| Plus the homie ridin with me is no fan |
| Don’t bring the drama wit’chu if you ain’t bringin no plan |