Chinatown Lyrics - Dj Clue

Yeah, how many hitters can stand the rain? This is only a test 

I told you it was commin 

We in front of the scenes and in back of the scenes 

So what you gon do now 

Bitches wanna front on me but know not to come to me 

I keep ten glocks, ten rotts up in front of me 

Like they sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin' 

I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin' 

My reach is like Louis, stiff eighty-four 

Yours is like Evander, seventy-seven slow 

Thanks to Taebo, I'm thirty-two and O 

When I catch a knock out bitches bring the cops out 

Two for five spots, I tear the rocks out 

Pop the tops out then clear the spot out 

Nigga or bitch, you don't want no problems 

My revolver is the quick problem solver 

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Don't never think I'm slippin', bitch, I ain't dumb 

I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun 

Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a bitch 

Strap on a fake dick and stick you where you shit 

I got warriors that's three time felons 

Leave ya body swellin', leakin' from the melon 

And it ain't no tellin' when the bodies start smellin' 

Somebody took the story, sold it to Helen Kelly 

The guns and thing you sing about, bring 'em out 

Like I thought y'all havin' a gun drought 

I'm a millionaire, I ain't rhymin' for the cash 

I'ma relax and let my niggas get in the ass 

All y'all niggas is narrow straight parrel 

Nigga like Banger make you swallow the barrel 

Criminal, I ain't tryna battle on a ground or gravel 

Through four make the hollows travel 

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I got Montana nines, more tangled lines 

Who wanna wine and dine with Bris, get in line? 

I fight like I rhyme, niggas thirsty to shine 

Can't jack mine, I'm one of a kind 

Die slow, y'all niggas is dust like pyro 

You sleep with your eyes close, might as well be blind fold 

See how much my nine hold blast my one 

Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, reload, bitch 

How you want it? Head or gut, you soft like baby butt 

When these Brooklyn niggas come through 

Their jewels they tuck for what? 

Intimidated how we hop out the truck 

Or the S type Jag, y'all niggas straight fag 

This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit 

Ridin' around town with gun in masses 

Copped out the ten years but only had six 

All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch 

This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit 

Settin' niggas up for all they stashes 

Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses 

Nasty hoes who take it in they asses 

Aiyyo, I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm from 

I ain't never tell no bitch when I cum 

I'm far from a lame you will never see me run 

You know how we do it, beef jump into it 

Mafia's the gang, max out the squadron 

Nine millimeter team, mack 11, mobs men 

Who said we ain't rich? Kim's bling cost a fortune 

Queen Bee niggas shootin' anything crawlin' 

From now on, it's on when I catch you niggas snorin' 

Any fresh event you can bet niggas sportin' 

Betta leave town, catch a flight in the mornin' 

Get the cold out ya eyes, somebody 'bout to die 

Three niggas got beef, three niggas got to go 

Hit 'em all in the row like, tic tac toe 

Where you start is where you finish at 

Show y'all the meanin' of fam, remember dat 

Yo, this is for my niggas who ain't never have shit 

Ridin' around town with gun in masses 

Copped out the ten years but only had six 

All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch 

This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit 

Settin' niggas up for all they stashes 

Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses 

Nasty hoes who take it in they asses