Rep Yo Citaaaaay. Jeah... South Side Chi-Town gon'love me for this one.
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Story behind the song
I heard the beat... thought of the hook... penned my bars... and damn... the rest is history.
Lyrics
I'm aimin' straight at the food chain, the king on top / But see he's gon drop, when that thing go pop
I'm lettin' off at least six, sixteen if he tricks / That means that these clips, gon leave ya sea-sick
Throwin up when I toss em, if you know em then ya lost em / Don't get stoned for ya' stones, if I froze em then I floss em
Walkin' down my block will get cha hands in the air / "I'm from round here"... I'll be damned if I care
I'ma air out cha brains, them thangs gettin' sprayed out / My mane got laid off, so ya mane gettin laid out
While he eatin' take-out, bump him in his own booth / Thump him for his own loot, then jump up in his old Coupe
What you nigga's gon do, thinkin that you hard in here / Fuck ya lil Carter, the projects fuckin' started here
Pardon that, I ain't tryna beef wit ya region / But see we some heathens, what chu think we be squeezin'
[HOOK]
GUNZ UP Chi Citaaay... Bitches Better Stand Up... Cuz Nigga's Finna Man Up YEAH
Dis Dat Chi-Town Anthem, Plenty Money Goin' Round, So You Know It's Goin' Down NOW
GUNZ UP Chi Citaaay... Pop A Punk, Give Em Buck, Cuz We Don't Give A Fuck NO
So Toss A Few Shells At Em, Yes It's True We'll Get Em, If It's Due We'll Hit Em, Need Proof We'll Send Em' GUNZ UP
[HOOK]
Clickity Clack, but fuck a Fourth Of July / Suckers gon try, so you gotta bust em or you gon die
Don't even ask why, my city make a lotta claps / And we bangin' out them raps, it aint the same across the map
Hater's so quick to react, judgin' by a video / Judgin' where I'm livin' though, you could say that I really know
Plenty thugs gettin blow, servin to them crackers too / Dem boys in that black and blue, will beat chu till ya black and blue
Yeah nigga that's the truth, I was born and raised here / 86, bangin' shit before Jordan came here
And I'm gon stay here, the bitches stay nice-lookin' / Dishes stay white lookin', but it ain't rice cookin'
Iight look in, and you gonna see slabs / A fiend take a dose of this shit, and gonna need rehab
Believe dat, outta towners thank they gon' run it / Get the fuck outta the Chi, but thanks for comin'
[HOOK]
