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Origineel

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Uh, I heard there was a funeral for Auto-Tune I'm glad that I'm livin, some of y'all is doomed Talkin 'bout death, I'd be honored to Death of DJs yellin over all the tunes Thought he was the man but that boy a coon And I'm so street smart they call me "Harvard Goon" Mixtape Messiah 8 is what y'all assume But scratch that, better take cover, dodge the boom! (yeah) (*explosion*) Gotta kill it like Michael, not Jackson but Vick (why?) Get punished for the crime, have 'em still on my dick I'm so Pharreal with this thing on my hip (yep) Pusha and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse (Clipse) Lookin for some trouble, you can have your first wish I'd take your house, have your kitchen on bricks (woo!) No banana in the tailpipe Miss (nah) Pullin my money and it's never no splits Whips what you mean, I could be a slave master Hundred for the Benz but the 'lac is way faster +College+ dropout like I never heard Asher I don't need your opinion if I ain't ask ya Make 'em remember they asthma Ladies want to practice, I make 'em play tackle (tackle) Chill out, what ya hidin from the drop for? Lookin for some ice baby, welcome to Alaska +N Luv Wit My Money+, I'm just tryin to kiss stacks (yep) Tryin to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax (yep) Million dollar mack, have your mama on her back Tap Tap for Revenge like the iPhone app (ha) King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's fact I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get lapped (lapped) Round of applause for ya if I get jacked I bet ya hear claps comin out the kid's strap (woo!) Everytime they see me, they just call me "hachoo" Cause every verse sick enough to give ya that flu (flu) Every stack I'm pickin up thick as Ragu I'm pullin up in my dropper, they like "Koopa, that's you?" True, I just want my clout to last And they say that money talks, so I'm talkin fast (fast) Promise my vault is like Alcatraz Ya break in, you're never gonna make it out with cash Could get money out of Pamela Anderson (what?) And her son, I'm the man with funds (funds) Give me your account, let me manage one I'm a gon' clean it out until the damage done Let me be clear (yeah), no antenna Hundred thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner Pull up outside on some big chrome spinners Hop out just to show you how quick I can get scrilla

 

Vertaling

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Uh, ik hoorde dat er een begrafenis was voor Auto-Tune Ik ben blij dat ik leef, sommigen van jullie zijn gedoemd Talkin 'bout death, I'd be honoured to Dood aan DJ's die over alle deuntjes heen schreeuwen Dacht dat hij de man was, maar die jongen is een coon En ik ben zo slim dat ze me "Harvard Goon" noemen Mixtape Messiah 8 is wat jullie allemaal denken Maar vergeet dat, beter dekking zoeken, ontwijk de boom! (yeah) (*explosie*) Gotta kill it like Michael, not Jackson but Vick (why?) Wordt gestraft voor de misdaad, heb ze nog steeds op mijn lul I'm so Pharreal with this thing on my hip (yep) Pusha and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse (Clipse) Lookin for some trouble, you can have your first wish I'd take your house, have your kitchen on bricks (woo!) No banana in the tailpipe Miss (nah) Pullin my money and it's never no splits Whips wat je bedoelt, ik zou een slaaf meester kunnen zijn Honderd voor de Benz maar de 'lac is veel sneller +College+ dropout like I never heard Asher Ik heb je mening niet nodig als ik het je niet vraag. Make 'em remember they asthma Ladies want to practice, I make 'em play tackle (tackle) Chill out, what ya hidein from the drop for? Lookin for some ice baby, welcome to Alaska +N Luv Wit My Money+, I'm just tryingin to kiss stacks (yep) Tryin to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax (yep) Million dollar mack, have your mama on her back Tap Tap for Revenge like the iPhone app (ha) King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's fact I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get lapped (lapped) Een applausje voor jou als ik word opgepakt Ik wed dat je applaus hoort komen uit de band van de jongen (woo!) Everytime they see me, they just call me "hachoo" Cause every verse sick enough to give ya that flu (griep) Every stack I'm pickin up thick as Ragu I'm pullin up in my dropper, they like "Koopa, that's you?" True, I just want my clout to last En ze zeggen dat geld praat, dus ik praat snel (snel) Beloof me dat mijn kluis is als Alcatraz Ya break in, you're never make it out with cash Could get money out of Pamela Anderson (wat?) En haar zoon, ik ben de man met geld (funds) Geef me je rekening, laat mij er een beheren I'm a gonna' clean it out until the damage done Laat me duidelijk zijn (yeah), geen antenne Hundred thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner Pull up outside on some big chrome spinners Hop out just to show you how quick I can get scrilla