Chamillionaire - Didn't I lyrics

(*talking*) I was high man, I ain't know what the f** I was doing, hey we gon take em back to the cuts man Like you on the porch, know I'm saying old school [Hook] Didn't I tell you, to leave it be Now didn't I, didn't I, didn't I - 3x Didn't I tell you, quit hating on me Now didn't I, didn't I, didn't I [Yung Ro] Since me and J Mack do nothing, y'all think Hatter a dick f** with us, and we gon see who nut up b**h This year Paid In Full, making the industry buzz I never said I was the best, a lot of people just said I was And I told y'all, I was gon drop em a hit I write my rhymes on the toilet, cause I love to talk sh** I pull up with the whole click, f**ing with your a** Jump fly, I put a slug in your vest not straps I don't give a f**, when I spit these bars The only time I give a f**, is when my dick get all hard But Ro he go hard, we'll tell a n***a straight up I'ma be the one to make Hatter, put his feet up n***as get beat up, we don't have fair fights We stomp rappers with chains, Filas and Air Nikes Put your do' on it, my n***a catch you They like f** Ro, naw n***a f** giving b**h [Hook] [Mista Madd] I must admit, I'm not normally moved See I'm in the mind of rappers, who are dazed and confused Look at you looking at me, you has-been rapper Cause I ride a Escalade on twa*ks, you calling me capper I seen everything you wrote, on Down South.com It's n***as like you making me pull up my sleeves, to bear arm Sent my only contribution, to down South was the hood Saying huh contribute it, to my bank board Am I a one hit wonder, or am I gifted Don't hate cause your kids don't change, your mind's just shifted You making Mista Madd, turn into a backwards Madd Mista Keep f**ing with me, in the holy with some bad blisters Your sister I done her, but it's still respect The girl you couldn't get I got, you f**ing reject I didn't mean to get on this track, Ro and Cham ride for me Although you hate me b**h, your mom's adore me [Hook] [Chamillionaire] They gon make me turn the pistol to a mic And give em something, to talk into Testing testing mic check speak up, you forgot who you talking to Say Ro just go hand me the, full clip to this damn heater And I bet you this damn heater, gets rid of his amnesia Hand reader look in my palm, said they gon try to mute you I'm the voice of the future, Martin Luther King Koopa In the booth, you know I'm closest thing to the truth sir Cubic zircon's turn to real stones, like I'm Medusa If you don't know the label, that make rappers ride with they roof up I'm raining on the game, I know the label that do cuz Paid In Full, straighten up and give a salute to Koopa not for what I've done, but what I'm about to do cause Diss me, and I promise your career will leave in that hearse Your career will be in here, somewhere up in this dirt Somewhere up in this earth, we'll do it now but first Say my name, now we gon see to it that somebody get hurt [Hook - 2x]