[Intro - Busta Rhymes]
Ya'll already know
Rap City, BET, Busta Rhymes, Chamillionaire
We in the building
Big bang style, that's how we do it
Chamillitary Entertainment, Flipmode Entertainment
I'm already gon' put ya'll on
Ya'll know what it is once we in the booth
We gotta set it
I'm gon' let my man Chamillitary's Entertainment CEO, Chamillionaire, get on and blast off real quick
Take it from here Chamillionaire
[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Jeah! Let's do this OG Ron C
Let me get serious on them, hahahahaha
Hold up man
I don't even smoke, but, I'm finna smoke 'em
Jeah, jeah, jeah, jeah
Chamillionaire, an open vibe in the XXL
And the writer in there said that you had trouble to sell
Trouble to sell? How could I have trouble 'cause hell
I dropped the Sound of Revenge and I like doubled the sales
You thought I'd fall off? Forgive me
The sound of success, yeah, that's next
Pop up in my video throwing my rocks up like I'm Aztek
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 that too, couple my screws is kinda loose
Niggas be talking that like they had bodyguards behind their booth
See me out and pat me on the back like my masseuse
Cat in the Hat rap, save all that for Mama Seuss
The price is high, couldn't get half of a hooker book ya
Wouldn't go out and try to purchase half a hooker would ya?
I have my other brothers see you in the hood'ya would ya
Have some white boys jump out the bushes like Ashton Kutcher would ya
Money on it and I win it like I want it
Take money that used to be yours and go spend it like I own it
Man, 'cause you know that you gon' only matter for the moment
If you're a gangster, matter fact, it don't matter 'til you've shown it
My Konvict's entertain like Akon and T-Pain
I run with a con that got an arm for T-Pain
Show you the Batman like that boy was B.Wayne
Your grill laying on the bloody part of a sheet stain
Contain yourself, wouldn't care if you drank a jug or not
Hop out, drop, and run you over like a juggernaut
Do not care how many cousins that your cousin got
Twist you up, 'til they can't fix you like that puzzle box
Lames complain 'bout the state of the game
Then do the same as the lames and they go cater to dames
When Wu-Tang was the thang boys was braided with fangs
When the West Coast was the thang boys went Dayton insane
Now the truth is they say "I love y-y-your grill!"
And they stutter when they see me, "It's C-C-Chamill'"
Bandanas, bananas, enough ones to peel
Enough guns for real
Your guts will spill
Ya'll already know
Rap City, BET, Busta Rhymes, Chamillionaire
We in the building
Big bang style, that's how we do it
Chamillitary Entertainment, Flipmode Entertainment
I'm already gon' put ya'll on
Ya'll know what it is once we in the booth
We gotta set it
I'm gon' let my man Chamillitary's Entertainment CEO, Chamillionaire, get on and blast off real quick
Take it from here Chamillionaire
[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Jeah! Let's do this OG Ron C
Let me get serious on them, hahahahaha
Hold up man
I don't even smoke, but, I'm finna smoke 'em
Jeah, jeah, jeah, jeah
Chamillionaire, an open vibe in the XXL
And the writer in there said that you had trouble to sell
Trouble to sell? How could I have trouble 'cause hell
I dropped the Sound of Revenge and I like doubled the sales
You thought I'd fall off? Forgive me
The sound of success, yeah, that's next
Pop up in my video throwing my rocks up like I'm Aztek
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 that too, couple my screws is kinda loose
Niggas be talking that like they had bodyguards behind their booth
See me out and pat me on the back like my masseuse
Cat in the Hat rap, save all that for Mama Seuss
The price is high, couldn't get half of a hooker book ya
Wouldn't go out and try to purchase half a hooker would ya?
I have my other brothers see you in the hood'ya would ya
Have some white boys jump out the bushes like Ashton Kutcher would ya
Money on it and I win it like I want it
Take money that used to be yours and go spend it like I own it
Man, 'cause you know that you gon' only matter for the moment
If you're a gangster, matter fact, it don't matter 'til you've shown it
My Konvict's entertain like Akon and T-Pain
I run with a con that got an arm for T-Pain
Show you the Batman like that boy was B.Wayne
Your grill laying on the bloody part of a sheet stain
Contain yourself, wouldn't care if you drank a jug or not
Hop out, drop, and run you over like a juggernaut
Do not care how many cousins that your cousin got
Twist you up, 'til they can't fix you like that puzzle box
Lames complain 'bout the state of the game
Then do the same as the lames and they go cater to dames
When Wu-Tang was the thang boys was braided with fangs
When the West Coast was the thang boys went Dayton insane
Now the truth is they say "I love y-y-your grill!"
And they stutter when they see me, "It's C-C-Chamill'"
Bandanas, bananas, enough ones to peel
Enough guns for real
Your guts will spill
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