Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Real Thang, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Mixtape Messiah 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.08.2008
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
The Real Thang |
I gotta be honest |
Bragging was really not the mission |
Only way that they’ll listen excuse me if you hear a contradiction |
Yea I had a chick and |
She had gave me a proposition |
She was in love till I told her French ain’t my type of kissin' |
Them execs was dissin when I walked into that Def Jam audition |
Should’ve threw my watch in they face and then said it’s time to listen |
Record label switching |
Grinding 'cause I didn’t have a pot to piss in Feeling like I was fishin' |
It was eating my food inside the kitchen |
Before the second album |
Sophomore jinx was just superstition |
Who would’ve known that they would’ve been right |
But I ain’t tripping |
Trying to be an artist |
While they repaint the composition |
I need recognition |
Recognize ain’t no competition |
They said we wouldn’t make it But now they copying the style that they said would never blow wasn’t no complaining |
And now it seems like everywhere I go Steady crawling |
On them 4s (still crawling) |
On them 4s (still balling) |
On them 4s Still crawling on 4s mayne |
On them 4s (still crawling) |
On them 4s (still balling) |
On them 4s |
You can copy but you’ll never ever be the real thing |
Trying to hit 'em with some knowledge |
They gon’respond and say it’s garbage |
If I say my cars is Candy they tell ya he the hardest |
Look at how you boys is Talking bout cars in they garages |
They just mirages if you believe 'em |
You’re retarded |
I’m gonna grind regardless |
Step in your castle steal your crown |
Gotta give a pound |
KJ and Nancy they still around |
And I’m still the deepest |
Spend my thesis you still will drown |
And that XXL dude that said I would fail |
YOU STILL A CLOWN |
Can’t get a digit or live it how could you even grade me |
I’m the one who pay me Personally give me money daily |
Completely crazy |
Talk to the streets the streets obey me Go ahead and hate me I don’t give a 'F'like Weezy baby |
The Cadillac looking cocky they set a standard to stop me Swagger jackers that copy I think ya swagger is sloppy |
I was just a child in the streets till I let Universal adopt me But now I feel like I’m the man |
If they ever plannin’to drop me A kitchen drawer wit the flow |
'cause I’m sharp as a utensil |
Bring any writer I promise I’ll break him like a pencil |
Any instrumental |
Rappers can’t keep up with my mental |
'cause they mental’s simple |
While my mental is monumental |
Been had potential |
Follow me cause of what I went through |
While haters jock me Copy my image like a stencil |
Don’t try to jack me Give a message to those that sent you |
I bet the pistol show up in ya face like it’s a dimple |
Smile, cha cha power! |
Should’ve betted in my chain |
That I’m better than the game |
I don’t mean the rapper I mean every rapper that’s in the game |
This the little internet nerd that you say that I gotta prove it to Alicia Keys |
Keyshia Cole |
Oh! |
My dough is beautiful |
I throw three thousand in the air just to snap a Polaroid |
Chamillinate anybody moving you’re so destroyed |
Ka-boom! |
Say I’m dissin if you don’t know the half |
I’m digital download with the dough |
You do the math |
My money move I get statements so I can view my dollars |
A one then a zero |
Zero be leapin’all the commas |
I can poke I promise |
Baby look dope as Pocahontas |
In the Bahamas |
Counting money in my pajamas |