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run amuck and buy house
We just want enough to buy a house
We got land develop better houses
We divide chronic by the ounce
We got enough weed to run

first rhyme
Feeling awkward I laughed
But my hunger is like a lion when it stalks in the grass
My dark past helped my rhyme
Leave my mark on em fast

my hair
I got Mac-10 all in the air (Ooo)
I got this Mac-10 all in the air (Ooo)
Yeah, faded
My dick leave that bitch jaded
This just something I

They leave us breathless
We grieve still choke us
Like a too small necklace
And where was neck less
As legs pressed against us
Stopped our movement
While

friends
You had told me that we something
We wasn't
I had thought we was forever to end
I'm drinking on crown
And smoking on chronic
When imma fuck
I'm

seen me lately
Kush nugs so fluffy
Reminds me of beanie babies
Just ask the cleaning ladies
When I'm up in the hotel
By the time that I leave
Its 4 or 5

away
If you won't behave
Well you won't have to stay
Chronic leaver
But I don't want to leave her
Despite all the snow
And the blood that it holds

Back

high way too often
Honest
If Imma die
Then I'll go all in
Promise
Getting by
With the all the chronic
Stock it
Cause this ain't life
Without the bondage

all over ya house, including ya spouse
Throat cut bruises they gone find ya tied down
I'd rather do it nice and easy unless you leave me no choice
I

I'm tryna' Grind and rewind it 
Pump up up ya' gut like the heimlich Ya body cut like a diamond
Henny got me coasting ain't no need for the chronic

Shake it please, baby grind it for me

I blew a bag, I done it
I blew a bag, I done it
I do the dash from Sonic
Strapping the loudest chronic
Pull

summer winter spring middle of the fall Keep it moving head down but you know chins up Lyrics like that will leave a MC stuck
It's late at night
Roll some

The Morning News

Chamillionaire

Ultimate Victory [International Version]

2007

shotgun...

[Chamillionaire]
Leave me alone!
Terror alert, victory!
I stay droppin that bombness, Rosie O'Donnel and Donald Trump stay arguing bout

than when Jay got the Dr. Dre call
For the chronic I'm a comet, you a comet from a troll
Every scroll is atomic, made to vomit on your soul
That's

hypocrisies
Torchin chronic leaves
Streets snatch bodies G
No picks in that lottery
Do what I gotta do
Be where I gotta be
Ohhhhhh!
The Streets is HIDEOUS

of rapcology on the throne
I go for the kill
And I'm crashing your bone
So I leave you a chronic
I make you a ghost
I give you my promise
I propose a toast

Attracted to the limelight, and climb heights
Impacted by the hindsight, in fact it hit my blindside
A few dollars short of honest in my wallet
So its a fine

Pinch that harmonic like a fat ass
Smoking chronic like I run on gas
Not satanic, but my show is looking like a black mass
You're moronic
I'm tectonic

I be getting them symbols i guess I'm iconic
We really be smokin the best of the chronic
And sipping on vok i mix that with some tonic
I'm not what

chronic pain, no disease
Just hurtin like athletes, but really I don't give a fuck
I'm never gon be livin happily
That's why I'm smoking gettin by, weed too

the only way was hugging the block
Why it feel like the only way was drug in the sock
Why it feel like anything get you cuffed by the cops
Who would've thunk

Pose in front of the clock, I'm ahead of the time
Winning is my policy, I'm drawing on the pact
If my life was lived by modesty, I'm living only ten

hear dem ya be influence by trees,
Mi wake an bake but a neva nothing like yeast,
Me and marijuana something like a Siamese,
Deya wid mi always an she

like I constantly bleed
People are torn apart by people and left there in pieces
Everyone acts like it doesn't happen though I know they can see
Bitch