Rap City #2 Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire an open vibe in the XXL 

And the writer in there said that you had trouble to sell 

Trouble to sell ???? 

How can i have trouble cause hell 

I drop the Sound of Revenge and I like double the sales 

You thought i fall off a give me the sound of success yeah thats next 

Pop up in my video throw my rocks up like im Aztecs 

You got your ass wrecked 

Seen the size of my last check 

Figures in my wallet got it green enough to match shrek 

Crime did the two 

Couple of my screws is kinda loose 

Niggaz talkin that like they had body guards behind they booth 

See me out and pet me on the back like my masseuse 

Cat in the hat 

rap 

Save all that for mama Seuss 

The price is high couldnt get half of a hooker book ya 

Wouldnt go out and try to purchase half a hooker would ya 

I have my other brother see ya in the hood ya butchad 

Have some white boyz jump out the bushes like Ashton Kutcher put ya 

Money on it 

And i'll win it like I want it 

Take money that use to be yours and go spend it like i own it 

Mad cause you know that you only gon matter for the moment 

If ya a gansta matter of fact it dont matter til u shown it 

My convicts at entertain 

Like Akon and T-Pain 

I run wit Akon that got an arm for T-Pain 

Show u the bat man like that boy was B Wayne 

Ya grill layin on the bloody part of the sheet stain 

Contain yourself wouldnt care if you drank the jug or not 

Hop bop dropped and run you ova like a juggernaut 

Do not care how many cousins that your cousin got 

Twist you up til they cant fix u like that puzzel box 

Lames Complain about the state of the game 

They do the same as the lames and they go cater to dames 

When Wu-Tang was the thang boyz was braided wit fames 

When the West Coast was the thang boyz went datin insane 

Now the truth is they say I love ya ya ya grill 

And they studda when they see me its Cha Cha Chamill 

Bandanas bananas enough one's to peel 

Enough guns foreal 

Ya guts will spill