Lyrics:
excited for this album
I think this album is definitely your baby
And it's definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people
And a lot of people are going
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines
So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
Got no time for drama, save that for your momma cause all I'm worried about is paper
'Nd I'm not a baker but I wanna lay her like I was stacking this
fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs
a nigga actor will do, ooh
Dressed to the best to impress but after they try take us in
Crook as a nigga, take a pistol, see who wants to be Naughty
digga
Cuz I Ain't never going back to being Broke Nigga
I'm in the booth like everyday my bitch the microphone
I rap her up, I rap her up, and then I drop
Bad lil bitch up in this club
Purple stuff all in her cup
Got me stuck like lighting struck
Turn me on just by her touch
Bad lil bitch up in this
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
latest Sets
You just gotta trust the process
You just gotta buy it when it sells
Ordain by a Rap God
She found me running in a Forest
Saved her from
and MC's roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was
often, prolly
If I talk about this shit more often, more often
I ain't never fuckin' with no sneak diss
Best get off my dick, boy, you better not
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
I swear I'm bout to kill it dog
Only spit a couple bars and she can feel it in her drawers
When the album drop they'll say Chamillionaire's official
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
on her feet
Sometimes a mistake is all that you need
Life is like a box of baker's chocolate
It's all bittersweet
A boy is a man is a son is a dad it's
Curiosity
Has the best of me
There's a world to see
But what seems right is fair
Though not everywhere
Confusion has baffled me
Titanic she sunk
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah!
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma
scriptures
Critical bitch must, flow to the shit that just fit her
Rode, with the best auto that money can buy me
The best damn mami, def jam signed me
swole
Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go
VIP at the club, backstage at the show (yes, y'all)
The best crib, the best clothes
Hottest whips
about three weeks of recovery
but the nurses is lovin me
Sayin the best part of the day is my half
Feedin me breakfast, and givin me a sponge bath
Niggaz
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
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