Lyrics:
from Chicago
Moved to the O
The 313 is all that I know
Fell for the money
Never catch a nigga chasing hoes
Feel like a baker man
The way a nigga flipping
the rip
This Chicago nigga
High school wanna be the man
Small goal in a big plan
You that nigga you know how to dance
Younger niggas won't understand
Dream
Like the 'pollo, I
The holy spirit of Chicago
Married to the game
I should have took the bitch to Cabo
I know, I know like Bill Withers, feel niggas
na murder
And I have been warned by my mama
To stay away from girls like you
Cause of the things wey you fit do
You don dey turn man to mumu
Ori wa n
sabem mastigar o beef sem dentes, comigo comem sopa
Este som é tão real, que mete a puta da vossa mente louca
Dizem que são os melhores em Portugal
Vocês
to a man today and he said
His prayers go out for Chicago
Well my prayers go up everyday
Hoping body never pierced by a hollow
Keep these goofies out
spider with a riddle in his yarn
That's clingin' to the furrow of a blind man's brow
And I'll start talkin' from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
Some claim say but then they take on whore names
If that's the way your sex drives, stay in your lane
If you're a man, I can't tell like if the door
a city
That's discovered by DuSable
Chicago taught me how to lead and to follow
My heart, even when it's hollow
I plant a seed for today
That believes in
man,
From Chicago land,
So without any further adue put your drinks down,
And give a warm round of applause for chicago lands own,
Mr. Carl Thomas,
winters in Chicago man
Fairytales was my life as a kid
Cartoons depicted life much simpler than this
So Hey
How do you explain that it's not the same
What's
always been a music man I loved anything that rolls
And all I want is a piece of the road
Piece of the road a part of that traffic that's passin' me by
loaves of bread"
Now lookie here
There's too many brothers that go by that
Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from
Set your mind
Right
So, come boy, choose life or death
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
I walked down to the sea
And I saw this crazy man
He was looking at me
And he said "I have a plan"
Yes, he said "I have a plan"
He was black
Cheki! If it isn't the man of substance himself
Ah, the sick Sikh! What are you doing in the studio, man?
I was just delivering some jokes around
a famous trumpet man
From out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that
No one else could play
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie
ol' boys getting autographs
In Cincinnati, I know you heard
I got fined for the cuss words
It's true, baby, so so unique
Might slap your man
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
88.5 Chicago. Yeah.
I shoot the gift on the radio station
88.5 WHPK was the only station that would fuck with rap
88.5 Chicago. On the radio
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
yea (Fan yea)
Mosey how I'm living like the man yea (Man yea)
Why they always coming at my name, always, always hit my phone
I'm alone
Bitches yea they
Road runner right behind me is the 5.0 (Whoop whoop)
Narcotics on me like the narcos (Narcos)
We make it windy in the city like Chicago (Windy City)
don't apply none of them to your life
You're looking at a man who has made the simple application of three or four scriptures
And maxed them out to get
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