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