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Chamillionaire

Genres: Hip-Hop

One Blood (dirty South Remix) Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[The Game] 

Dre, I'm in the South 

 

[Lil' Wayne Intro] 

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 

Yeah! 

Weezy! 

 

[Lil' Wayne] 

5.0.4 gangsta, New Orleans soldier 

Bangin underwater, fuck around and soak ya 

Louisiana gunner, I'm bout my holster 

And if you gettin greasy, I'm an ulcer 

I'm bickin back, bein bool on the Eastside 

Or New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hive 

Ain't nothin sweet unless it's presidential 

Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! 

 

[Rick Ross] 

One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs 

Save the colors for the cars, see we kill for the fame (Ross) 

The boss made it, yeah, we floss flagrant 

Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas (Ross) 

I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller 

Keep white in the office call it Jerry Heller 

Lettin off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick 

And we gon sit here, wait for the derrelics 

 

[Twista] 

Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them niggaz at 

Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them killas at 

Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them figures at 

Game, where them triggers at? Aim at them fitted caps! 

He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers, nigga 

He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin, nigga 

Hurt him in that cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin, nigga 

Hit him in the head and the body with a bullet 

When I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler out! 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[T.I.] 

You knowin my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty 

So I keep the smitty's wit me, shit, how many wit me? 

What, you scared? I'm prepared, in the MALL AND ALL! 

Wit two two's, you can call me QUICK DRAW McGRAW! 

Bitch, I'ma cut that fool, better CALL THE LAW! 

I start sprayin, make fuck nigga FALL AND CRAWL! 

I press play like Puff, no PAUSE AT ALL! 

Choppin holes in ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW! 

 

I'm the realest youngster that's breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason 

Chamillionaire a millionaire, y'all competin to be competin! 

My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that should defeatin 

So shut your mouth, have a seat and be quiet till I finish eatin 

My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the room on your tv 

Like +Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe me 

Need to make a room in B.E. television if you wanna be me 

Game said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G! 

 

[Pitbull] 

To all my Mexicans they runner, I got yo back 

I'll be livin' this city dawg, and that's the facts 

To the new immigration loves to tryna bags 

Try to be nice laice tape kiss my ass 

Plus we all immigrates, and plus the damn I represent 

I'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make this evidence 

All that I can say that lil chico killa name 

So llaque sarar que me canto para minero 

Yo! 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Slim Thug] 

Its one blood if you blood or cuz 

From that number one thug, it's still one love 

I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green 

I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings 

All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the blocks 

Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot 

Put ya sets in the air, scream fuck the cops! 

We gon rep for the hood mayne, like it or not! 

 

[Young Dro] 

My feed mashable, murders are catastrophical 

Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin obstacles 

Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is impossible 

I got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause shorty real crossable 

Shark meat to Papadough's, cars be tropical 

All guns choppable, all blocks are mobbable 

I am unstoppable, my calico is toxable 

Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not stoppable 

 

[Bun B] 

I'm comin straight outta PAT, like Compton in all black 

But when we say what it do, they never say holla back 

Bun B, the uh, OG like '95 Air Max 

Neon green outta fight club off a fair facts 

Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it 

At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit 

Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ 

Wipe the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! 

 

[Chorus] 

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