Street Shit Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire] 

Nigga always talkin' drama like they want this piece 

As soon as I see em' in the streets all they want is peace 

It's strange how a piece-maker 

Faker turned peace-maker 

King Koopa the cocky copy-machine 'cause I keep paper 

And it's so gangsta, the way the funds stack up 

The way I spend it, it get low and it always come back up 

My niggaz will come back-up, me if ya dumb..act-up 

Rap sucks, act up to rap, and you'll get wrapped up 

That tough..nigga will be changin' his tune 

When his souls in a hole and they throwin' his chain in a tomb 

For the re-came yo explain "Oh, whatever you want poppy" 

But one of them clean cock see, the other one gon' watch me 

Guess the funs got me 

Ridin' in a sun-toppy 

Listen the gun's cocky 

Hate it? Then come stop me 

Sleepin' with the hammers, not sleepin' on no candles 

But still..I manage to keep the heat in the pajamas 

Police is tryin' to jam us 

F-E-Dz tryna red-hand us 

Don't have us doin' anything illegal on cameras 

Can't grab us, I shoot you the police wouldn't ask 

whether I did it 'cause my jersey said that I'm back in the past 

Uh, 10 years in my Allen I 

Dr. Jay is my allibi 

Throw 50 at the judge and see how free time that'll buy 

And if that don't work nigga it don't matter my 

niggaz will show up at the judges house and give that a try 

The End, yes the Chamillionaire is raw 

Rewind to the last verse and all the images you saw 

It's gangsta gutta, I'm not a gangsta but dawg 

I did it to prove that I can rap gangsta better then y'all 

It's easy to put some words together and talk about ya guns 

Talk about how you gon' blast while all ya enemies run 

It be the same niggaz talkin' in-direct 

That don't never ever won't plex when standin' in-diflesh 

Look, don't act dumb nigga the King will come 

and bring it on, before ya labeled the Kingdom Come