[00:01.30]Uh huh, hey, I remember when I back in the days
[00:07.86]When I ain't hot shit
[00:09.93]But now that I got shit
[00:12.80]Niggas wanna keep up shit
[00:14.80]
[00:16.99]But it's all good, watch me do this shit
[00:20.80]Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown
[00:23.46]R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down
[00:25.42]Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters
[00:28.11]Shop lifters with Benini schemes
[00:30.25]Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green
[00:32.81]Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists
[00:34.99]But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist
[00:37.55]But yo, throw your hands up y'all it's just love in here
[00:40.75]It ain't shit but a thug affair
[00:42.69]I'm at the bar spendin' thug money
[00:44.69]Cop so much huh, they say I love money carats like bugs bunny
[00:48.57]So lets slide you got the right thong
[00:51.35]Dju don't know, I'm all night long
[00:53.99]The DJ playing all the right songs
[00:56.35]To the BM, REM's are Muy bien
[00:58.93]It's R. Kelly, killer Cam'
[01:00.28]Baby girl, can you dig now
[01:01.65]Next time we see him yo, we laying Mr. Biggs down
[01:04.04]To all my players and my thugs
[01:06.41]To all my honeys in the club
[01:08.90]To all the hoods that show me love
[01:11.47]
[01:12.04]We ride, we ride
[01:13.29](From Chitown to LA)
[01:14.79]To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night
[01:19.47]Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride
[01:23.89](From Chitown to LA)
[01:25.14]Yo, I used to be in Chitown and collect panties
[01:27.88]When I make cabrini green you know I hit Sammy's
[01:30.52]Thugged out yo, all my people givin' eye jammies
[01:33.08]Now them shorties say I'm cute, when they can't stand me
[01:35.83]R. Kelly yo, I'm right from the belly, you know the soul
[01:38.80]Everything that we spit on is platinum gold
[01:41.05]But now it's for the love, for all the players and the thugs
[01:43.81]Yo, it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club
[01:46.51]We got some chickens in the living room getting it on
[01:49.02]And they ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
[01:51.84]Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and
[01:54.71]Tear the club up every time we performin'
[01:57.37]Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place
[01:59.93]Because this shorty right here, lookin' good in my face
[02:02.28]Ay yo, it's so deep I told shorty just last week
[02:04.97]Uh huh, it's like, you remind me of my jeep
[02:07.62]To all my players and my thugs
[02:09.83]To all my honeys in the club
[02:12.42]To all the hoods that show me love
[02:15.11]We ride, we ride
[02:16.92](From Chitown to LA)
[02:18.13]To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night
[02:23.11]Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride
[02:27.56](From Chitown to LA)
[02:28.87]Only ballers be allowed up in here
[02:31.10]Money makers got my thug niggas watchin' my rear for player haters
[02:34.23]Eighteen and I'm livin' a dream, go figure
[02:36.82]How a nigga that's younger than you, ice bigger
[02:39.45]Don't sweat that, stick to rap nigga, try that
[02:41.95]Call my nigga R. Kell if you need a hit, black
[02:44.88]And when you get it, make it known baby, who did it
[02:47.51]It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it
[02:50.15]Now, here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas
[02:52.86]Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous
[02:55.62]Mad cuz she can't ride in the LS
[02:58.07]Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less
[03:00.86]While you sleep, sleep, sleep
[03:02.05]
[03:02.71]I'm inna Benz going beep, beep, beep
[03:05.14]Got your girl sayin' "Yo, who he?"
[03:07.52]So let's ride to Rockland's party, uh huh
[03:10.84]Check, Ghetto pro' federal
[03:12.59]Jay-Z shake the dice, let 'em go
[03:14.78]Bet a load I tear down every show
[03:16.64]Better know cheddar crowed like the front babe row
[03:19.28]Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars
[03:21.93]I'm hotter than a lotta men
[03:23.25]Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad
[03:26.87]I'm borderline too much for the mortal mind
[03:29.44]Every time you ought to rewind, find there's more to find
[03:32.31]Now pop that cork, then pour the wine
[03:34.34]Represent New York to Chitown, like what
[03:36.34]Floss mine, like of course my, what
[03:38.22]Never cross my family, can we all get along? Hell no
[03:42.34]I'm tryin' to tell y'all who dat is that rule that biz
[03:45.62]Not your baby daddy but Jay-Z, true that is
[03:48.24]Better school that kid on who's shoes that is
[03:50.87]Or who I be nigga, V.I.P Jigga
[03:53.80]To all my players and my thugs
[03:55.96]To all my honeys in the club
[03:58.84]To all the hoods that show me love
[04:01.38]We ride, we ride
[04:02.82](From Chitown to LA)
[04:04.15]To all my ballers lockin' ice, getting a room for the night
[04:09.43]Taking first class flights, we ride, we ride
[04:13.48](From Chitown to LA)
[04:14.92]Let's get together and make this loot
[04:17.48]
[04:18.09](Trackmasters, Rockland)
[04:22.70]Make this loot
[04:24.39](Untertainment)
[04:25.95]Come on players
[04:27.02](Thugged out)
[04:28.03]Come on players
[04:29.41](And we out like that)
[04:30.91]Rock-a-fella ya'll