Realest Niggas In It Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Excuse me for not introducing myself correctly 

I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Tape Messiah 

A.K.A. the Chamillinator, Smallz let's get 'em 

You know what time it is, H-Town, stand up, you know who I am 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Realest nigga in it, realest nigga in it 

You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it 

Aye, Koopa it's been a minute fool 

But the streets of the South say they feeling you 

Tell me what you wanna know and I can lyrically give you an interview 

Koopa it's been a minute fool but the streets 

Of the South say they feeling you 

Tell me what you wanna know 

And I can lyrically give you a interview 

Well, one, why do these wanna be 

Ass suckers, be on your dick? 

'Cause being fake is in they blood 

Can't stick with one click, so they switch 

Two, why the hell these boys keep talking like you gon' fail 

'Cause they think that bar been raised 

So high that I can't match them sales 

Well, can you? Yeah, nigga just wait and see 

You got property, you better watch for me 

'Cause I buy that land that you living on 

And sell it right back to you like monopoly 

Question three, who producing your album man? 

Scott Storch, Beat Bullies, Mannie Fresh, Cool and Dre 

And the list goes on pimping 

I'm coming down, hundred miles and I'm gunning 

Loud ass speakers growl when they humming 

Chamillitary the sound that they summing 

One and nothing, talking down when I'm not around 

Got nothing but bad words 

You thinking you bad but Cham worse 

You couldn't even F' with a damn verse 

Plus you must be on that stuff, got 'em pissing they Pampers 

See me pull up on 24's, your hoe horny like antlers 

They messing with you my nigga but I ain't gotta tell you that 

You already know that, tell 'em who you is, the Mix Tape Messiah 

Okay, tell 'em what you represent, Chamillitary mayn 

Already, H-Town, stand up, let's go 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Realest nigga in it, realest nigga in it 

You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it 

Realest nigga in it, when I'm riding it be tinted 

And the trunk looks like it's dented 'cause the bass is at it's limit 

Them niggaz they be talking, but them niggaz they don't live it 

Said it in a sentence, they might say how they distribute 

When you see 'em, they be timid, they ain't even independent 

They be living with they mama, man, these niggaz full of drama 

They might smoke some marijuana but won't get up off they ass 

Till I come down in my slab, posted up behind that glass 

Texas what it is, light reflection on my wrist 

Looking like a section of the complexion on my chick 

I don't need a click, all I need's a extra clip 

Let them twenty bullets rip and twenty niggaz flip 

In this verse I'm so legit, I don't care what nigga you with 

When you speak talk with a purpose or don't open up your lip 

Boys is out of line, this how we gon' do it in 2005 

We coming nigga, whoa, you all listening to the Man on Fire 

DJ Smallz, Chamillionaire callabo, you already know 

I might be moving too fast for 'em, so let me slow it up 

So, they can catch up with me, that's what it is 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it 

Realest nigga in it, realest nigga in it 

You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it 

Houston been doing it back, since Screwed Up rap wasn't rap 

Now, Chamillionaire is back, to put that fact on the map 

Lil' flicking ass niggaz, fix your act or get slapped 

We keep hollows up in them holsters, get a package of blap 

You could tell by the way the Texas logo, sit above the brim 

I'm quick to tell a chick, to go and get another friend 

If her attitude is right, she can have some fun and swim 

Or I'll send her back board like the glass above the rim 

Yeah, I gotta keep it in control 

New Yorkers say I'm nice, Texas niggaz say I'm thoed 

From Blue-Blues to Saigon, to Joe Budden and Southern Flows 

Don't matter what I'm sold, the streets saying that I'm cold 

Down here the music slowed, po' a fo' in that cola 

Fifth wheel falling back, my bumper kit in a coma 

Couple friendly ass suckers, getting boulder and boulder 

They telling me that they ready to get 'em 

Like Pimp C, I'm like hol' up, hol' up 

Yeah, it's Chamillionaire, the Mix Tape Messiah 

And right now, I am the Man on Fire 

Representing for Houston Texas, invading the air waves 

On the official Chamillionaire mix tape 

This a Fear Factor Music, slash Southern Smoke 

Slash Chamillitary, slash, Beat Yo Ass production man 

'Bout to take it to the next level on this one 

Ay Smallz, let's give em another exclusive to brag about man 

You ain't ready, I run these streets