You Got Wrecked (mike Jones Diss) Lyrics

Chamillionaire

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(Mike Jones Insert) I step in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set Cup-Cup full of bar, and my car candy red I got special effects surroundin' my neck [Chamillionaire] No-No you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked When I step in the club, you breakin' yo neck You know why I'm here, to take my respect You can't get next, I came to plex So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got wrecked (Slim Thug Insert) Hoe ass niggaz, yes I gotta remind All them hoe ass niggaz that I'm one-of-a-kind (Repeat 4x - *Chopped Up*) (Chamillionaire: Talking Over Insert) Hoe ass nigga..I tryed to let that nigga slide..man Outta respect for Watts and the House man But nah man, hoe ass nigga, nigga's gotta get dealt with man Out there bumpin' they gums, talkin' all that noise nigga -It's King Koopa..ay [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] I got em' scramblin', I know he feel the pressure to cheat But I can handle him, that hoe gon' show respect to the chief He the King of Who?, King of What?, Sesame Street I'll lay you out over some beef like some sesame seeds Meet you half-way, it's like I'm interceptin' ya beef Await on my front-lawn, like I'm expectin' ya beef I know that Dike Mike, wanna turn the plex into piece But I can't (Why?), I threw away my weapon reciept I'm bout to get him, just when he thought Koopa was a neutral Scrap or keep it on wax, don't matter whatever suits ya I don't know Dre, but ay I wouldn't introduce ya I'll drop a beat down on ya ass like a producer Future?, nah cuz I won't let you have next I bet he e-mail me and try to send me internet threats Go and pop some damn X, go and pop a Zanex Do something better with ya life and go and have some hand sex You ain't bringin' Cham' plex, you on a pharmaceutical What type of fool is you? I'ma suit you for your funeral A bunch of niggaz hit me sayin' what they wanna do to you Don't worry, I won't let em' shoot at you, until I through with you (Mike Jones Insert) I step in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set Cup-Cup full of bar, and my car candy red I got special effects surroundin' my neck [Chamillionaire] No-No you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked When I step in the club, you breakin' yo neck You know why I'm here, to take my respect You can't get next, I came to plex So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got wrecked (Slim Thug Insert) Hoe ass niggaz, yes I gotta remind you All them hoe ass niggaz that I'm one-of-a-kind (Repeat 4x - *Chopped Up*) (Chamillionaire: Talking Over Insert) Hoe ass nigga..shoulda known that nigga was fraud man Niggaz was tellin' me that that nigga was fraud, and I was defendin' that nigga man Shoulda known better man, should seen it, should seen it comin' Fraud ass nigga, gotta new name nigga, Dike Jones! [Verse 2: Chamillionaire] -Yeah! Chamillionaire the biggest threat to any nigga that think he doin' it I gave you life, but I'll take it back, before your through with it I gave you plenty chances, but now it's over you ruined it Swishahouse before you, and Koopa was your influence kid You was on Tidwell, tryna slang me your raps Got in the game, and then you switched it to slangin' some crack I ain't no pussy trust that, it ain't no thang to attack And it ain't no thang to react, the heater sang and go clap Ain't no explainin' for that, you get lit up like a candle Give you more then a sample, bet that nigga get trampled Make that dike an example, kiddie clubs gonna ban you They gon' have to cancel his show on the disney channel He hated on Magno, said people never noticed him he talked down on his boy to me, while doin' shows with him Said the streets ain't feelin' him, how could you even know it when you got your wack ass rap style from Nickolodean Who? Dike Jones, Who? Dike Jones Wrote his name and his number on the Swishahouse stone Who? Dike Jones, Who? Dike Jones Ain't with ya team but still the King of the Swishahouse throne (Mike Jones Insert) I step in the club, and I'm throwin' up my set Cup-Cup full of bar, and my car candy red I got special effects surroundin' my neck [Chamillionaire] No-No you don't nigga, Dike Jones just got wrecked When I step in the club, you breakin' yo neck You know why I'm here, to take my respect You can't get next, I came to plex So call up Dike Jones and tell him he just got wrecked




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