Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song City of CHI, artist - Juice. Album song Tip of the Iceberg, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.09.2007
Record label: Molemen
Song language: English
City of CHI |
| Skills unimagined, I’m still young and bragging |
| Ill when I tag 'em, I kill one and bag 'em |
| Use steel guns and it’s real fun to drag 'em |
| Should’ve seen me in L.A., real young and sagging |
| Still got a fascination and infatuation |
| With guns and rap cats need maturation |
| My gat’s inpatient |
| Ten cats are waiting |
| When it’s jet black I just set traps and chase 'em |
| Squads are dead, Juice bob ya head |
| Cats can’t rap y’all should get a job instead |
| I fuck hoes with the waves, beehives and dreads |
| Ten hut now, do what the Sargent said |
| Bars are spit for big body cars and whips |
| (And who else) |
| The thick hotties, broads and chicks |
| Roll deep when I mob, I shook you son |
| And I’ma roll another J before the hook get done |
| You got the mighty Mid-west in the house tonight |
| So |
| Lock your doors, turn out your lights |
| Thugs |
| Cock your fours, nigga aim 'em high |
| Lock shit down in the name of Chi |
| Chi-Town |
| Chi-Town give me love tonight |
| Cats smoke all day, hit the clubs at night |
| Hoes |
| All my ladies look pretty and fly |
| And it all goes down in the city of Chi |
| I’m back like P.E., I’m higher than ever |
| I’m what happen when you put herb and fire together |
| Flier than ever |
| Name brand attire forever |
| Catch J.U. |
| at Bloomingdales, buying a leather |
| J.U. |
| get lifted like airplane pilots |
| Shit the purple haze will prolly turn my brain violet |
| Knock knock, who is it? |
| My Glock cock exquisite |
| Like Dairy Queen, niggas can not stop the blizzard |
| Cut from divine cloth, I get my rhymes off |
| Gotta pay for 16, every single line costs |
| I keep heats, freak beats, heat deep |
| Rap like I’m in a deep sleep, heat seek |
| Like Caravans |
| We the ones to Dodge |
| And we What’s Happening now like Rerun and Rog' |
| Motherfucker |
| Now I’m at the studio mixing tye with herbs |
| Too high with words, too fly with verbs |
| Juice will have you looking like you been a bomb victim |
| I can barely hear rappers like intercom systems |
| Creep low (like) like niggas looking through the peep hole |
| Your girl was kind of shallow but the cootchie kind of deep though |
| And trust me, the real blunt session is next |
| I’m live in effect, no special effects |
| There’s no testing the best, J. fresh in the flesh |
| Niggas stepping to the left, shit I’m Deffer than Jeff |
| So fuck it |
| Who’s next up to battle the champ? |
| I’ll have your ass in the corner like a halogen lamp |
| I’m a 100% heroin, full strength |
| While your snippet tape sound better than your full length |
| What you know about flow? |
| peep the way I crouch low |
| Like the dragon |
| Slit a niggas throat and then I’m outro |