In Tha Chi - Shawnna, Johnny P, Syleena Johnson

Good evening everybody

I like to welcome y’all to the 'Go

But let me warn you

Before I take you on this trip

Keep your mothafuckin head straight

And your bitch better not have no purse

Let’s go

Oh so pumpis now laid back may back and the top is down

They use to say that I was a awkward child

Made it hard for my pops to smile

'Cause I was blocked by

What you know about the city lights, top down blow tree

Feel the breeze throught the city night

The 23s got me sittin right

The Cartier’s on my sleeve, Frankie Bs got em fittin tight

We quick to get up when it bust down

But see its G’s round here so nigga please do not fuck round

This for my niggas up in Bucktown, you know the business

Every fifteen minutes you gotta duck down

We send it up then we slide out

But if a nigga wanna fuck wit my nigga we finna grime out

I tryin to tell you what the Chi about

'Cause ain’t no city like my city

We be ridin rollin rollin ridin it crazy

We smoking sippin sippin smokin baby

We be ridin smokin sippin pimpin baby

I know you feelin me now

This is how we do it in Chi-c-a-go

And we dont kick it on the late no more

Ain’t no parties in the hood, we dont skate no more

See err’body wanna chase the dough, I sip Bacardi

With a shot of strawberries so i taste the dro

I lay back and then I blow the haze

One for my niggas who were here before but are gone today

Dumpin out liquor, takin shots to make it go away

Down on my note ready to go 'cause I don’t wanna stay

I’m on my way and i hope somebody call me back

Or maybe i do it for my nigga, G, baller, scrapper

'Cause when you look up in the sky you know he smiling at ya

This windy city got that Reaper steady coming at ya

But that’s a common factor, we set it up and then we slide out

'Cause if a nigga wanna fuck with my nigga we finna grime out 'Cause ain’t no

city like my city, you either with me or ride out

We be ridin rollin rollin ridin it crazy

We smoking sippin sippin smokin baby

We be ridin smokin sippin pimpin baby

I know you feelin me now

This is how we do it in Chi-c-a-go

And i remember rappin in staircases clappin them 12 gauges

Stackin them big faces praying to god i made it

My life is so funny mo drama mo money

So now they see me off that remy gettin so scumm

Reproduction, most of my niggas facin life or they on they way

Depending on what I’m makin

So now you see yourself real baby girl

And I hope you ain’t trying to bring it here baby girl

'Cause uh, this ain’t my occupation, this just a fuckin hobby

Half of y’all bitches waited on my album just to copy

But you sloppy and your verses will never top me

A real lyricist and you bitches is carbon-copy

Now producers wanna give me the boot

'Cause they know I spit the truth

And I can fuck they bitches up in the booth

But they still see me lettin it loose

See i make em feel the juice like a hundred-proof

And the hook goes

We be ridin rollin rollin ridin it crazy

We smoking sippin sippin smokin baby

We be ridin smokin sippin pimpin baby

I know you feelin me now

This is how we do it in Chi-c-a-go