歌曲 | Chi Town - Explicit Version |
歌手 | Da Brat |
专辑 | Unrestricted |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Da Brat, Fisher, Graham, West | |
Verse 1: Uh, any chance | |
I get I'm on a plane | |
I book advance tickets and pay the fees with no complaints | |
In the summer its off the hook no time to waste | |
Just lie at the lake and | |
I'm shoulder dry to the taste | |
Even though some niggas | |
I grew up with hate | |
I keep a few good homies that try to stay outta jail | |
Tonio tell me what the bail is it'll be there | |
And when you get out my coke tail here | |
The crack head deals in my daddy | |
And all he seem to dream about is bad ass habits | |
The gun shots scream loud | |
So I soak the radio from upstairs to outside the house | |
With the extended cord no night is boring | |
On the front porch even if its pouring | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: Chi town chi town the city where | |
I'm from As a kid to who | |
I become live to get what | |
I want Chi town the city with the best skylines | |
Born there that's home there in my lifetime | |
Chicago show'em how we do | |
The best place some hate but they still come through | |
Chi town the city with the best skyline | |
Born there that's home there in my lifetime | |
Verse 2: The liquor store on every corner packed | |
The bus run twenty-fo and my stop | |
Jackson Fire hydrant busted time for action | |
Niggas come out like its the beach in | |
Miami The cops chase thiefs all through the alley and don't stop | |
These niggas kill for rocks | |
If you can't stand up for your spot don't squat | |
Shop for a vacant lot or get shot | |
Cuz Chicago niggas don't play them games | |
When it comes to slanging them thangs for the money mane | |
**** around and get short for the playas ball | |
And call don | |
Juan to flash green on yall | |
The pimps got the hoes pinned up on the wall | |
Just pass me the blunt and | |
I puff it all | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus Verse 3: | |
Don't worry about what | |
I do for my city | |
Some of yall run your mouth too much and what a pity | |
If you outside looking in, shit seem pretty | |
But its a lot of shit to do with bitch... | |
I did it I'm cold in the winter my mink track the flow | |
With the hat to match cadillacs in the snow | |
If its a block party the whole hood know | |
Niggas from 3 and 1st streets overcome the smoke | |
Its K Town times 22 next shine | |
Who label he on mine | |
Westside nigga right | |
To my Southside niggas and my | |
Eastside niggas | |
And my Northside niggas get high | |
We really don't give a **** what side you from | |
Just keep on hollering out | |
Chi!!! In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: say 2x |
zuo ci : Da Brat, Fisher, Graham, West | |
Verse 1: Uh, any chance | |
I get I' m on a plane | |
I book advance tickets and pay the fees with no complaints | |
In the summer its off the hook no time to waste | |
Just lie at the lake and | |
I' m shoulder dry to the taste | |
Even though some niggas | |
I grew up with hate | |
I keep a few good homies that try to stay outta jail | |
Tonio tell me what the bail is it' ll be there | |
And when you get out my coke tail here | |
The crack head deals in my daddy | |
And all he seem to dream about is bad ass habits | |
The gun shots scream loud | |
So I soak the radio from upstairs to outside the house | |
With the extended cord no night is boring | |
On the front porch even if its pouring | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: Chi town chi town the city where | |
I' m from As a kid to who | |
I become live to get what | |
I want Chi town the city with the best skylines | |
Born there that' s home there in my lifetime | |
Chicago show' em how we do | |
The best place some hate but they still come through | |
Chi town the city with the best skyline | |
Born there that' s home there in my lifetime | |
Verse 2: The liquor store on every corner packed | |
The bus run twentyfo and my stop | |
Jackson Fire hydrant busted time for action | |
Niggas come out like its the beach in | |
Miami The cops chase thiefs all through the alley and don' t stop | |
These niggas kill for rocks | |
If you can' t stand up for your spot don' t squat | |
Shop for a vacant lot or get shot | |
Cuz Chicago niggas don' t play them games | |
When it comes to slanging them thangs for the money mane | |
around and get short for the playas ball | |
And call don | |
Juan to flash green on yall | |
The pimps got the hoes pinned up on the wall | |
Just pass me the blunt and | |
I puff it all | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus Verse 3: | |
Don' t worry about what | |
I do for my city | |
Some of yall run your mouth too much and what a pity | |
If you outside looking in, shit seem pretty | |
But its a lot of shit to do with bitch... | |
I did it I' m cold in the winter my mink track the flow | |
With the hat to match cadillacs in the snow | |
If its a block party the whole hood know | |
Niggas from 3 and 1st streets overcome the smoke | |
Its K Town times 22 next shine | |
Who label he on mine | |
Westside nigga right | |
To my Southside niggas and my | |
Eastside niggas | |
And my Northside niggas get high | |
We really don' t give a what side you from | |
Just keep on hollering out | |
Chi!!! In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: say 2x |
zuò cí : Da Brat, Fisher, Graham, West | |
Verse 1: Uh, any chance | |
I get I' m on a plane | |
I book advance tickets and pay the fees with no complaints | |
In the summer its off the hook no time to waste | |
Just lie at the lake and | |
I' m shoulder dry to the taste | |
Even though some niggas | |
I grew up with hate | |
I keep a few good homies that try to stay outta jail | |
Tonio tell me what the bail is it' ll be there | |
And when you get out my coke tail here | |
The crack head deals in my daddy | |
And all he seem to dream about is bad ass habits | |
The gun shots scream loud | |
So I soak the radio from upstairs to outside the house | |
With the extended cord no night is boring | |
On the front porch even if its pouring | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: Chi town chi town the city where | |
I' m from As a kid to who | |
I become live to get what | |
I want Chi town the city with the best skylines | |
Born there that' s home there in my lifetime | |
Chicago show' em how we do | |
The best place some hate but they still come through | |
Chi town the city with the best skyline | |
Born there that' s home there in my lifetime | |
Verse 2: The liquor store on every corner packed | |
The bus run twentyfo and my stop | |
Jackson Fire hydrant busted time for action | |
Niggas come out like its the beach in | |
Miami The cops chase thiefs all through the alley and don' t stop | |
These niggas kill for rocks | |
If you can' t stand up for your spot don' t squat | |
Shop for a vacant lot or get shot | |
Cuz Chicago niggas don' t play them games | |
When it comes to slanging them thangs for the money mane | |
around and get short for the playas ball | |
And call don | |
Juan to flash green on yall | |
The pimps got the hoes pinned up on the wall | |
Just pass me the blunt and | |
I puff it all | |
In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus Verse 3: | |
Don' t worry about what | |
I do for my city | |
Some of yall run your mouth too much and what a pity | |
If you outside looking in, shit seem pretty | |
But its a lot of shit to do with bitch... | |
I did it I' m cold in the winter my mink track the flow | |
With the hat to match cadillacs in the snow | |
If its a block party the whole hood know | |
Niggas from 3 and 1st streets overcome the smoke | |
Its K Town times 22 next shine | |
Who label he on mine | |
Westside nigga right | |
To my Southside niggas and my | |
Eastside niggas | |
And my Northside niggas get high | |
We really don' t give a what side you from | |
Just keep on hollering out | |
Chi!!! In the summer, winter, fall, or spring | |
I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing | |
Chorus: say 2x |