to the hood to play daddy Raised by niggaz named Butch through the bay bay With waists so they weigh they status on the streets License plates that say they, motto This is Chicago
who we could have been if i was back home just chillin with you and all my friends But dear I'm gone and that's the lousy truth For the past 3 years
Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go Out here get my propers, don't ya know? I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all, yeah And a jealous motherfucker
the shit, cause it's startin to draw flies You're played like my five-year old's newborn toys Don't know shit about chicago, but I could still make illa
is where it Wants to be And america is hard to see California's on the left And maine is on the right Santa fe stays up all day And chicago goes all
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Chicago Theater is proud to announce a first. The first time, anywhere there's been an act of this nature. Not only one little
seems you want me to be the lady under ya arm Well I'll consider it, maybe show me ya tongue baby And I'm sure that I could make it all gravy All bases
.H.I.C.A.G.O. D.U.P.R.E.E. D.E.N.I.R.O. I know you You think it's weird but it's not You're all looking at it all upside down It actually means I really
be jettin when they face terror Check it out y'all, all the fly chicks, yeahhh Check it out yo, all the fly chicks, you know I dig your back out Word
Up the Hudson Valley across New York State to Chicago then the Plains All so easy and dreamlike crashing the salt flat daybreak I hear "I'll Take You
It's windy in Chicago the kids are out of school There's magic in Motown the city's on the move In Jackson, Mississippi, to Charlotte, Caroline And all
to another country 'Cause they thought things would be Better for them out there In the month of December They got married in Chicago And it was all
yeah All these years we were proud of our young girlfriends Cause they used to cooked like their mothers Now a day they dreams like their fathers even more yeah yeah Going down to Chicago
got sucked on she don't know how to act Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin Backing hoes was like heaven Eleven, years later I tried to
your dad got sick, I've never seen you so scared We almost didn't make it through the year But that weekend in the mountains In a cabin all by ourselves
Sunrise, sunset, Twenty hour car ride We're down south and it's gonna be a hard night We got the Pharcyde playing in the tape deck Going to Chicago where
the wall Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh At the age of 16 years I was apprenticed to a grocer But they never knew me name, all they
make the parties longer, let's make the skirts shorter, let's all go to hell in a bathtub, keep it hot! ***** instrumental ***** [singing] And a-a-all