Chamillionaire - Rap City #2 lyrics

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 a** 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 n***az talkin that like they had body guards behind they booth See me out and pet me on the back like my ma**euse 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