Yall ride 18's, we ride 26's Big truck, big wheels rollin' ova ditches Crome rims, loud pipes heated like a kitchen Ice chain, ice watch gettin' at these
Fall-n, fall-n, pussy niggas Fall-n, pussy niggas Fall-n, pussy niggas Fall-n, pussy niggas Fall-n, pussy niggas Fall-n, pussy niggas To all my hustla
[Verse One] [Chingy] Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch
things better for me and you Just me and you, ooh Chingy Don't matter what we go through Just me and you We don't need nobody else Just me and you, ooh Chingy
I do ride bently's and coupes. But i dont give away all my looks trip over a silly tramp i dont ride less than twenty inches i wont. But i do know this
You know the definition of a balla Uh hu that's me C H I N G to the Y Let me explain it to you though I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby
Yes it's ya boy chingy once again, chingaling Represtentin' that STL, you kno wut I'm sayin' Trackstarz, got to addresse these issues Wit these ol fake
beat, wit a ghetto tempo I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy
Bring da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really want it) Keep the heat with me (So don't run up on me) All my people see (Y'all don't really want it
Chingy, Track Stars dirty, well I got a Caprice on 24's I got a Range Rover with spinners I got an Imparler with beat let's go I do ride Bentleys and
It's your boy Chingy Representin' the king G.I.B. git it boys Stop hatin' derrty And maybe you can get some in your life playa Niggaz act like they got
Baby don't you want to leave this VIP And finish off this party in my hotel suite Girl just follow me because I got room keys Sex, red bull and belve,
Hey, whats goin' on y'all? Its your main man, Jackpot The Pimp once again. Did you miss me? Hope not. I've just been pan-handling makin' these hoes
the car? Wut's up wit you man? Chillin' just came from my brothers cuzins mothers house Say wut? Guess who was over there today? Who that? That nigga Chingy
Yeah, G.I.B Get it boys I don't know what y'all about to do But I'm about to hit the streets with my crew And keep clubbin' Quit complainin' yeah dog
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Pop that thing, gurl Wurr da git it gurlz at? Work that thing, gurl
ride 26's Big truck Big wheels rollin ova ditches Crome rims loud pipes heated like a kitchen Ice chain Ice watch gettin at these bitches [verse 1 - chingy
