Chamillionaire - Who They Want (feat. Rasaq) lyrics

Attention, we gotta thang for cotton-candy rappers That gotta be in the bed before 9:00 Cover ya ears, its 'bout to get ugly baby [Chorus] Now who they want? Me (6x), King Koopa That's what I give em' (The, Color Changin' Click) (Chamillitary man) Now who they hate Dike (7x), then I'm gon' get em' Real n***as ain't jammin' no (Dike Jones, Who?, Dike Jones, Jones) [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Yeah, I handle heat like a pizza man You want beef I'll unpack it for ya Mike Jones, is a wack rapper but he isn't a bad promoter You don't know want problems my n***a My stats is way past a quota Cuz I'm gettin' what Flippa says in the initial that's after Clova, G's n***a please, them commercials ain't even right (why) Texas n***as be pourin' purple, we bend and remixed that Sprite Okay Koopa stick to this Dike, you right if he wanna fight But this ain't no Lil' Flip beverage he won't have a Lucky Night (nah) He lucky if he have a life, sayin' Cham' ain't gon' get a deal Ain't no rhymer you's a vagina, it's time for some Vagisil Want problems then Crank It Up, ain't no Static or Banner here (n***a) I crush that lil' man career, like a Budweiser can of beer Bout to dig up a deep hole, so ya album can rest and sleep I bought ya CD, you was sayin' how you the best in the streets (Uh-Uh) So I had to go get my quarterback like n***as who step in them cleets Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in some trouble fool And my brother don't like you now, you got trouble in doubles dude And you won't get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya food Cuz the only way to shut you up, is a muzzle to muzzle you Watch the punisher punish WHO?, nah, I don't have to ask ya You said it, now you gon' get it, and I ain't gon' have a ha**le You ain't the King, I should know I'm the n***a that built the castle I pull my back-hand and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal (WHO!) That ain't hip-hop, I swear that garbage gon' get stopped I'ma k** the tick-tock you got in your flea-market wrist-watch (f** that n***a) He said I fell off, and Koopa could never get hot Can't pull my dick out, cuz he got my dick in a lip-lock Man, I'm just sayin' though get off my genetalia Get off my nuts, I'm bettin' ya, no you ain't no competitor Mo' money and mo'record sales, etcetera etcetera So I'ma delete you, and put Magno back there instead of ya (OH!) [Chorus] Now who they want? Me (6x), King Koopa That's what I give em' ...Now who they hate Dike (7x), then I'm gon' get em' Real n***as ain't jammin' no (Dike Jones, Who?, Dike Jones, Jones)