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OG Ron C
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Yeeeah!
I know the streets is waiting for the truth, you know what I'm saying?
The Sound of Revenge, October 25th, y'all know what it is, mayne
You know my dog O.G. Ron C gotta hit 'em with the exclusive, mayne
This my new single from my album, featuring Lil' Flip
Produced by Scott Storch called "Turn It Up"
So that's what y'all need to do, niggas, turn it up, baby
I'ma show you how to get your shine on
Turn it up, the DJ playing my song
Everybody keep on calling my phone
Which one of y'all am I gon' take on?
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk
Give 'em something that's gon' rattle that trunk
Sip your cups up until you get drunk
Tell the DJ to play it loud, turn the beat on
Yeeeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamillitary, mayne (Flip in the building)
So go ahead and hand over the torch
Super producer Scott Storch
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game, Chamillitary, mayne
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamillitary, mayne (Flip in the building)
So go ahead and hand over the torch
Super producer Scott Storch
I'ma show you how to get your shine on
Turn it up, the DJ playing my song
Everybody keep on calling my phone
Which one of y'all am I gon' take on?
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk
Give 'em something that's gon' rattle that trunk
Sip your cups up until you get drunk
Tell the DJ to play it loud, turn the beat on
You hear that million dollar beat? Then let me show you what to do
Who that is? That's the illest rapper chopped and screwing it
Couldn't snatch the game is what they told me so I'm proving it
Who that is? That's the illest rapper chopped and screwing it
Couldn't snatch the game is what they told me so I'm proving it
Who that is? That's the illest rapper chopped and screwing it
Couldn't snatch the game is what they told me so I'm proving it
Put the chicks in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit
Hitting never miss, rep your clique and hold 'em high
'Cause Chamillionaire's the answer to the game like Allen I
Middle fingers to the sky if they don't like the reply
'Cause any DJ that deny is a motherfly
So give the ladies what they want, got 'em racing to the front
Of the stage to feel the bass until the DJ turn it up
Sound of Revenge send Universal to get my plaques
Rappers that's where I'ma bring it back
Like DJs do when they hear my tracks
Check out my track record, they'll say I'm a track wrecker
Hotter than a black pepper, now then back back, nigga
You can't get mad if you feel that cap and cap hit ya
Drop the static silver so don't let that platter hit ya
I'ma show you how to get your shine on
Turn it up, the DJ playing my song
Everybody keep on calling my phone
Which one of y'all am I gon' take on?
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk
Give 'em something that's gon' rattle that trunk
Sip your cups up until you get drunk
Tell the DJ to play it loud, turn the beat on
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm twenty deep in VIP puffing Mary Jane
Feel the steel in my hand from my wood grain
I got homies on the West Bank that gang bang
And I got homies on the East Bank that do the same thing
I told Johnny put fifty in my pinky ring
Five karat diamond chain, VVS's in it, mayne
You know I rep the Dirty Dirty where they move 'caine
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
You know I rep the Dirty Dirty where they move 'caine
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
You know I rep the Dirty Dirty where they move 'caine
You know we mix purple stuff in that blue drank
Hypnotic, big bodies with big butts
We got big oomph spray but it still stink
You a lame so your dame playing mind games
I'm a pimp so I stay in that mind frame
Niggas talk shit until I let the nine bang
Me and Duke get in they back, split your lane
I'ma show you how to get your shine on
Turn it up, the DJ playing my song
Everybody keep on calling my phone
Which one of y'all am I gon' take on?
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk
Give 'em something that's gon' rattle that trunk
Sip your cups up until you get drunk
Tell the DJ to play it loud, turn the beat on
Dog, I'm headed to the bar, you know I'm VIP
You know I'm VIP, you rolling with a star
You're VIP with me, Chamillitary
Chamillitary the biggest threat to any of
These rappers that think they doing it
Who that is? That's them boys from Texas that always do it big
Multi-colored diamonds got us shining, they say our jewelry sick
Houston got a problem and you don't want nothing to do with it
Houston got a problem and you don't want nothing to do with it
Houston got a problem and you don't want nothing to do with it
Do you, kid?
I ain't think so, I'm tipping slow
Trunk is lifting up, look at the neons as they glow
Groupies never giving up, they be everywhere I go
When that elevator go up to my suite they there for sure
She told me that she didn't care about my money, wasn't hearing it
Looks can be deceiving, it's Chamillion pain appearances
You know how we do it at home, a screw and purple syrup is
She got turned out quicker than my power steering is
I'ma show you how to get your shine on
Turn it up, the DJ playing my song
Everybody keep on calling my phone
Which one of y'all am I gon' take on?
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk
Give 'em something that's gon' rattle that trunk
Sip your cups up until you get drunk
Tell the DJ to play it loud, turn the beat on
Yeah, mayne
Let me address you bitch-ass DJ niggas, mayne
Talking 'bout y'all out here breaking records
You niggas ain't breaking a motherfucking thing
What?
It's the O.G. Ron C, mayne
Chopping you up and not slopping you up
Putting it all up in your face like this here, huh
Summer 2K5
What?
Chamillitary, mayne
Wrecking Yard
Get off our dick, bitch