Soltair:. Let me take you through the mind of a man drivin mad by the rhymes. In case you misunderstood the first time round Mastermind. The head honcho I'm in the bass claf while you singin' soprano.
Nigga walk up in the spot. Wearing that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths). The other nigga talking that fly shit. . (La musica de Harry Fraud).
Sick sicker, remix. Okay,Young Gunnaz, okay. Seein' me, check. Big Face, that's right. Big Leo, right. Big bird, yeah holla. . Can't stop, won't stop Chingy and the Gunnaz.
[Intro] Young Chris, Young Neef, and Chingy. . [Young Chris:] Ok. . .Young Gunnaz. . .Ok.. [Young Chris:] That's right.. [Young Chris:] Young Gunz featuring Chingy..
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Dear. . I love music, baby, there goes the kiss. Because she's my lady. But everybody wants to try me lately. So I'm easin' off the bus an' pedal biking lately.
[Chipmunk - Verse 1]. Team UK we on a mad ting. American girls they love my accent. Road man, rate me, affiliated for money. Yardie girls love me, affiliated with gully.
Some people have to learn. Some people wait their turn. Some people have to fight. Some people give their lives. . They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee off.
[Hook]. I know you man just might run out of bars. Chip can't run out of bars. I get lean, I get waved, get burse. Pull up, I tun up the dance. I know you man just might run out of bars.
Real niggas only, me by my lonely. All 'bout my meals, bitch no bologna. This is a Rollie & this is a Hublot. Might wear two watches today and I hop out the two-door.
[Robotic voice]. This is another Trak Star production. . [Record scratching]. . [Chingy]. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh, oh, uh. Oh, oh. Who am I?.
I am the flyest nigga around, yeah. You know who it is. Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah. . The phantom 400 you can check the tags. Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags.
dear lord streets done change. streets dont change prescription drugs done aint my flame. they cant shoot my vein because the slugs fly and then. your mother's thug dies.
Sleep Verse. I took the long road, in it for the long haul. been given every percent of myself until i fall slow. at least that's what i'm thinking when my body's feeling awful.
Yeah, D-lo, okay, Sho'Nuff, so what we got here y'all?. This right here is what we call female pimpin'. Understand that Rasheeda, okay, Cherish baby, okay.
Treat me like ya Chevy, you can show me off. You can let my top back any time you want it. Baby, come and shine me, hit the gas slow. Crank up my ignition, take me for a roll.
Composio: Cherish. . Oh my gosh it, it is too late. He mixed the ingredient chemical x. Want to know what will be the effect. Is it dangerous, or fabulous?.