| They all happy about the records I sold
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| Now I’m back for the victory, 'bout to get on the road
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| They say I gotta sell records, but I ain’t sellin my soul
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| I won’t sell it for platinum and I won’t sell it for gold
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| The game full of suckers, I know that they gotta go
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| Now the Chamillinator’s the general in control
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| So when I tell you I run it, it’s because I run it
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| And you should run from it, you know you don’t want it
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| Yeah, rappers be talkin too much, just like they rap for the Feds
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| I got a lot of little crumbsnatchers that’s after me bread
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| Notice that I said after, cause that is back where I left
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| March 27, I’m droppin, that means you have to be scared
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| Yeah I’m cookin up somethin, in rap I’m Dennis the Menace
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| I put a G periodically on the table like a chemist
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| My homie keep that metal right in your mouth like a dentist
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| The hateration is shrinkin like the amount of your minutes
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| On your Sidekick Motorola, your Nextel phone
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| They wanna know what’s the business, I’ma let my neck tell homes
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| I drop the budget on what you might think my neck sells loans
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| So far you can’t reach me like when your Nextel roams
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| Like a tunnel in Amsterdam, Cham he got a dope flow
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| Your flow kinda SoCo, Chamillitary’s the logo
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| The lizard will visit, so disrespect is a no no
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| Cause you know the fo fo will (*brrp*) stick 'em like pogo
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| Pogo stick, the homoness in the industry
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| Got me a little shaky about every rapper that isn’t me
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| Ask anybody out there who think that he lyrically
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| Killin me and he droppin quicker than a Reggie Miller 3
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| Step in the label and I tell 'em give me my green
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| Then I send in Famous and make 'em give to my team
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| I got that money and power kinda like Jimmy Iovine
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| A little more money than power so they call me «Jimmy High Cream»
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| Or maybe Jimmy Hakeem, they respectin me, why?
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| Cause my sales are above, ain’t even next to the sky
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| I know a few backstabbers, but I’m not expectin to die
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| Cause I keep my eyes open like I’m expectin a knife
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| I run it in the underground, so y’all step to the side
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| It’s like lightning the minute my wrist and necklace collide
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| Magazines sneak this in, tryna mess up my Vibe
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| Now 1.3 million fans will accept your reply
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| Cause I run it |