CHICAGO NIGGAZ Songtext - L.E.P. Bogus Boys

CHICAGO NIGGAZ - L.E.P. Bogus Boys

[Moonie]
Yea, unh, unh, tell me what you know about the middle of the map, gangstas in them all-black White Sox fitted-caps. Posted on the block, thirty-shot clip hangin'; this ain't a rap trend Chi-Town been banging, shootouts every night, they complaining that they can't sleep, it's a church and a liquor store all on the same street, rain, sleet, snow-man, I'mma hustle cocaine, all sales final; I'm a product of this dope game, shorties got no aim, bullets got no name, cluckers dancin' like they on Soul Train, we don't care about blue lights; come take a picture, still tippin that's the day of a chicago nigga (hook)

[Hook] Chicago nigga, this the city of the wind, niggas on the corner tryna win. Chicago nigga, stay hustling the snow; niggas even hustle in the snow (yea) you see them blue lights in the air, cameras everywhere we don't give a fuck we still tippin, Chicago nigga, where they hustlin the snow, niggas even hustle in the snow. Chicago nigga

[Count]

These cops crooked in Chicago; Daley took 'em out them Crown Vics and bought 'em Tahoes. At traffic, I don't panic when I see them police lights; I got these pigs in my pocket like Jody Weis. Hustlin' that white snow, temperature is ice cold, my workers serving with them cameras on the light-poles, Gangster Disciples, Black Stones, BDs, the biggest street gang is the C-P-D. The sleeve on my triple-goose smell like gun-powder, Hawk blowing like a car-horn stuck in rush hour, yeah, we swish cheese your driver's side do' that's how it is, that's how live in Chicago (hook)

[Hook]


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