Представляем точный текст композиции "Get Up Outta Here" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Chamillionaire . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Get Up Outta Here» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Chamillionaire передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Chamillionaire - "Get Up Outta Here"
Lyrics to Get Up Outta Here : [Hook] You aint gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of here If you got someone, then go get you a room at the Holiday Inn If you aint got no one, then go have some fun by yourself But whatever you do, dont let the door knob hit you on the way out [Chamillionaire] Niggaz was throwing rocks at the throne, and I got word of that The sequel to the Messiah, for what I already murdered that Niggaz hating on me, but look at em the nerve of that Nigga this aint this type of beef, you cant take the burger back Burn it back into my pocket, Im trying to stop it Unless your mouth keeps leaking, dick back in your socket How does it feel, to know you wasted your whole lifetime Living your whole lifetime, just to worry bout mine Gimik niggaz was dissing me, he was fake they was missing me Came to replace and make history, B I made em history You could feel like you real, because that feeling eventually Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-mes You a artist we bosses, the ones that funded c.d.s All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please You got me laughing, Im asking if niggaz wanna be Steve Harvey, no youre hardly funny at all Running the game not at all, homie you running your jaw We grown folks, kiddy schoolers need to go run up the hall Niggaz boring just ignore him, and the dummyll fall My brother is my descendent, we running a mile a minute Hut-hut its time to win it, I see you behind the finish If you get there quit there, got ya swisha lit playa Blow smoke in the air, for the Color Changin Click gyeah (*cheering*) (*talking*) Ha-ha thanks a lot, appreciate it ppreciate it Hey mayn, shout out to everybody out there all the fans That been staying down with a nigga, you know Im saying Through his whole career, watching him grow Watch us make it to that next level, we on our way baby You know Im saying what up George Lopez, Juan Gonzalez Sup mayn, yall holding me down still mayn Shout out to my niggaz out there on the West, what up Balance Ha-ha yeah ha, shout out to my niggaz over there on the East Coast mayn Selene whats up baby Garvey whats up dog ha-ha, Chamillitary mayn [Hook] [Chamillionaire] Ladies and gentlemen, homie must be on heroine Victory for me, but he thought he would have the narrow win My aim is to blame, when I load it inside the barrel and Put the third eye on him, and do a lil more than stare at him Poet I know it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare Im a rider survival is what it is, it aint fear The absolute truth, is just someing some niggaz cant hear Mike dont live here no mo, he got convicted he aint here How the heck you set fiction on the table, put truth aside What you speaking my nigga, you cant look me into my eyes The good Lord spoke the truth, and that just got him crucified Yall scared of the sharp dagger, you trading your truth for lies Look me in my eyes, nevermind I aint trying to spook ya Voice of the present the past, yep Im the future Soon as you speak the truth, all the haters will try to mute ya But if you the truth, all pertrators will call you Koopa Martin Luther King Koopa, many of em will listen But if you cant take the heat, then get your hot ass out the kitchen I heard words from Makevelli, riding was the ambition So I bomb first on fake niggaz, like Im in his position Ay Chamillion you tripping, naw Im handling bidness Raise my hand to the man, and my right hand is my witness I got a fo to the fizzle, thats sure to damage your fitness But it aint really even that serious, to tear you with stitches P you acting suspicious, you know me better than that If it was for a false reason, I would never react But you know me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts So you can miss me with publicity, if they telling me that never that (*cheering*) (*talking*) Thank you-thank you, I appreciate the support But everyone please take your seats, Im not done theres more [Chamillionaire] In this world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming they real Turn around and tell you a lie, bout what he paid on his grill Same nigga that talk big, bout what he made on his deal This aint ask me for advice, like they dont pay me Chamill Rappers aint really real, only a few of em ball Pissy colored diamonds yep, Im one of the few of em yall Talking bout no piece and chain, and a few lil cars Four thousand or five thousand, for what you do as a star Now keeping money in the vault, is the hardest part of the art Knowledge got my crew smart, even when my crew was apart Chamillionaire you did em wrong, why dont you get a heart If I showed it to you, would you see what it could do in the dark Whether you like it or not, dont really matter to me Cause most of the love I know Ima keep, inside my family tree So you can gossip, bout what really happened with Hatta and me Or you can gossip bout how so-and-so, way badder than me It dont really matter to me, becuase Im done with it now Maturity level that Im at, isnt even fun for a child So set your mouse pad on the Internet, and punish my style Or set your Reeboks on the streets of Houston, running me down Its whatever Ive been better, at proving a nigga wrong Tell Goliath I dont need rocks, to prove a lil nigga strong So tell Watts, forget me Im grooving Im in my zone Property of Mike who, he aint here that lil nigga gone (*cheering*) (*talking*) Ha-ha ok we gon chill out, we gon chill out mayn We gon try to just keep it moving, you know Im saying Focus on the music, give the fans someing to ride to You know Im saying, "The Sound of Revenge" will be One of the best albums, to come out the South And I put everything on that ha, let me give a couple shout outs Shout out to Shahiem Reid, up there at MTV2 I appreciate the love Flex, Kenoe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, sup Nancy We gon shake these haters off, know Im saying ha-ha Who am I forgetting, James Shepard sup up my nigga Sup my nig ha-ha, O. Gizzle sup my nig I know somebody gon say I forgot em but man Ill get you on the next go my nig, ha-ha [ Get Up Outta Here Lyrics ]
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