True
Paul Wall Chamillionaire Lyrics

Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
Don't listen to what others say, I am authentic and genuine

You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You drive with flashy wheels and hold onto the steering wheel tightly, and I do too

You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw
You have a flashy red or blue paint scheme, play DJ Screw's music loudly, and open the trunk to show off your sound system. But that's not important because I am true

Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true
I don't know what you are about, but I am genuine and authentic

Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down
These boys are irrelevant, and we surpass them in every way

In South Park on MLK, on Sunday we clown
We have fun on Sundays in the South Park neighborhood on Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard

From the streets of Antoine, to the Homestead hoods
Our influence spans across various neighborhoods, including Antoine and Homestead

From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good
We are well-known and respected in Mo City and Studiwood, and everywhere else, it's all good

I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae
I'm driving in a platinum grey vehicle with Z-Ro and Trae as passengers

Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day
I will lower the convertible top because it's a lovely day

Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth
People who envy me are talking behind my back

'Cause I roll with T.I.P., the king of the South
I have connections with T.I.P., who is considered the king of Southern hip-hop

Boys know I'm Paid In Full, so they clocking my dollas
Young men know that I am wealthy, so they keep an eye on me and my money

Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas
I'm in the company of Poppy, Joe and Fox who are all riding their Impalas

I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss
I'm dining with Mike Jones and Slim Thug the Boss

It's Paul Wall, still representing Swishahouse
I am Paul Wall, who still symbolizes Swishahouse, a Houston-based record label

I'm with my boy Big Kaila, I don't bar no hater
I'm with my friend Big Kaila, and I do not defy or indulge anyone who hates on me

I'm on the grind for paper, I'll holla at ya later
I am hustling to make money and I will talk to you later

Forget what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth
I don't care what others are saying. I am fond of my riches

I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause true speak for itself baby
I don't need to assert that I am genuine because authenticity is self-evident

They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you
Some people consider me the most fabulous rapper of all time, and they ask me who I think is the best and I say you, meaning they want my approval.

If she's a dime tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true
If a beautiful woman is called a dime, and you tell her I am good, she will say it is true

Turn up the bang if you into, something color changing the rims do
Increase the volume of your music if you like it, and admire the color-changing wheels

Sound like a train cause when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo
I make a loud noise similar to a train when I come to a halt and those around me make a similar sound

And I'm thugging too homie, the heater kinda like Al Bundy's hand
I'm also doing what the gangsters do, and my firearm's importance is comparable to Al Bundy's hand

Believe me every time you see me, it's gon be in her pants
Whenever you see me, you'll know I'm spending time with my girlfriend

If I do a crime and you snitch, homie the heater will snitch too
If I commit a crime and you reveal it to the authorities, my firearm will also serve as evidence against you

'Cause if the police come around, it'll be pointing at you
If the police investigate, the firearm will be directed at you

Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt
Please give CPR to the microphone after it malfunctions

'Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself
I am the best rapper and the only one who can compete with me is myself

I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest
I hope the fake gangsters online who say that I'm not the best of the best will listen

Have cyber sex with Cita, until you catch a virus
To have fun online, have cybersex with someone named Cita until you get sick

Why is he saying this, to piss boys off
Why am I saying this out of spite toward others?

I officially claim myself, the rap King of the South
I have claimed the title of Southern rap king for myself

The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you
They say I'm the best rapper of all time, and I ask who, and they reply it is you

And I say naw, give that title to the late great DJ Screw, rest in peace
I disagree and argue that the late DJ Screw deserves the title because rest in peace.

The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't doing shit for (free)
I am presumably a pimp, and one prerequisite of my trade is that I will not give anything for nothing

I got my own label now, if you ain't heard it's (Clover G's)
I have formed my record label, and if you don't know it yet, it's called Clover G's

Now me and Will chasing the scrill, we pulling up on chrome wheels
Now Will and I are hustling to make money, and we are arriving on chrome rims

Nigga, your royalty check looking like my phone bill
Your royalty check is meager compared to how much I pay for my phone bill

Quick to capping picture snapping, paparazzi follow me
I post pictures on social media and paparazzi are always taking my picture

Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he smoke up all my weed
I have achieved platinum status and will punish anyone who smokes all my marijuana

I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me
I enjoy driving fast on large wheels and speakers, and women leave the club with me

Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat
People giving me dirty looks could be snitches, and I may have to use my firearm

We popping trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
We are displaying our sound systems and smoking marijuana which has a strong effect

Last year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
Last year, I made one million dollars, and this year, I am going to make three million dollars

I bring the heat on every track, it's five G's for every bar
When I record lyrics, I always give my all, and I charge $5,000 per bar

Just because I'm in a Porsche box, don't mean I like the spa
Just because I drive a Porsche boxster doesn't mean I enjoy going to the spa

That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw
I may not like the vehicle, but I'm always ready to fight if needed

Just because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar
Just because I race my car and make the tires screech on the pavement, it doesn't mean I enjoy the smell of tar

We ghetto stars in every state, like Pimp and Bun we keep it trill
We are stars in every state, like the rappers Pimp C and Bun B, and we always keep it real

And if you ain't heard, it's Lil' Flipper and Chamill'
In case you didn't know, we are Lil Flipper and Chamillionaire