• This is the city of Chi-Town, yeah, we bringing the beat now Ok, we spitting the heat out Now I’m putting my feet down, and yes, my skin ain't brown But im still holding the crown, 'n we'll put you haters on time out You all fucking clowns, im representing the Chi with my sound So if you fuck with us, then Chi's people put ya face in the ground Aight now it’s time to get it popping I’m from the Chi but live in Cicero, we still keep it rocking 'N when the boys be mouthing off, bodies be dropping, time to start the beat boxing So anyone hates, then we start the copping, im the king 'n there’s no stopping Need some new clothes? Then go shopping, so stop sobbing Some people don’t got the money so they got to get the mopping Or they might have to start the swapping If you try 'n fuck the Chi, you’ll be left with one eye And you fat ass niggas ate the whole pie, oh man now you have to say bye-bye Hah, we won’t say hi, you’ll get hit in the thigh Oh don’t cry 'n bitch don’t lie, 'n don’t think ya sly You aint no fucking spy, oh why do you try? Boy you just so high, I won’t fuck wit you fags cause you think you can fly Why do you think you can ride? You can’t so don’t even try 'n hide All ya boys are so wide, hit you once again in the side You betta hurry up 'n decide, in the Chi we keep our pride 'N we keep it till we've died, 'n let our descendants stride Look you can’t join the family of the Town whose fly That means you’ve been denied

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