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Chamillionare - Текст песни not friendly
[Chamillionaire - Talking]
 Color Changin' Click, ay man I still ain't drop a solo album yet
 I'm runnin' the game huh?, Controversy Sells comin' soon
 Nah no need to be excited about that
 I'm runnin' the game right, yeah, I can't hear you, Yeah Nigga
 I'm trunk popped up I'm crawlin' crab (what the heck that mean?)
 I'm crawlin' slab - shouldn't came if she on her pad
 don't waste my gas better call a cab
 Cash fold, I got bad hoes, but they only love me cuz my slab throwed
 Car stay actin' like a fag (how?), bumper-kit stayin' in drag mode
 Get off my jock, you on the sack
 I'ma tell you once, then I'ma warn a cat
 then I'm, gon' react like you a quarterback
 and I'm Warren Sapp, lay on ya back
 Chamillion is not friendly
 You will never get rid of me
 They gon' have a big problem
 when I hit that industry
 No Bad Boy and no Puffy
 I'm not 8-Ball or MJG
 Cuz you gon' have to deal with me
 and that whole C.C.C
 Real with me, you better be
 The industry is scared of me
 These pussy niggas ain't sell they'll get signed instead of meChamillionare - not friendly - http://ru.motolyrics.com/chamillionare/not-friendly-lyrics.html
 Now toss me the basketball like they want to find out my hops
 Nah I'ma different type of baller, our wrist got 5000 rocks
 Don't slang but if I did, wouldn't have to hide out from cops
 I'd have watchers on the roof, and I would find all they spots
 Nah I'm not with Swishahouse ain't no plex with '5000' Watts
 But Color Change bought me a platinum grill and a 5000 watch
 Sho' ain't low no more it's gon' be 5000 watch
 While they open the door for fans and let about 5000 watch
 Party starts when I'm steppin' in
 I'll trust no one but my next of kin
 If you lookin for friends that'll stab ya back
 gotta couple friends I'll recommend
 Get cash niggas better hit the pen'
 Drunk ass niggas better sip the gin'
 D-Bo niggas that'll hit ya chin
 wait til' you get up and then get ya wind
 Tryed to play my click left but then the checks crept-in
 And I realized that me, myself and I my best weapons
 So I'm rippin' up applications for a next best friend
 And the only next that I'ma trust, is my next of kin
 Doors closed but we ain't outside yellin' let us in
 Nigga we knockin' that hoe to the ground like disrespect again
 (Step ya game up), pat'na my game is stepped up in
 We could make a contest outta plex and let the best to win
 Yeah!, Yeah!, Yeah!..Color Changin' Click baby










