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D-Pryde

Chinatown

 

Chinatown

(альбом: Canal & Richvale - 2013)


Chinatown, Chinatown
Tell em that's where I stay, walked up in the building
Like my side of town was my name
Hold it down for the town that I come from
And the critics wanna keep on yapping out
Yeah my gang came to kill it so we back around
Throw it up no graduation cap and gown
Like, OH
Yeah they hate the feeling
Trying to work, get my cake up, and bank a million
As I raise my bank I'mma raise the ceiling
And my people bout to make a killing
I go ham, with my bro hams, and these gang signs get thrown up
Every avenue, street or corner
'Bout to go nuts when I roll up

Like
WOOP WOOP
Drop down
Party till we hear them
Cop sounds
Catch me with my
Dogs, hounds
It's winning season
All, round
She knew we stunting, moving numbers moving money
Hear this beat and who be talking

[CHORUS:]
Don't this sound like you be up in Chinatown
Every time I step in, all up in the building they like oh that boy he repping
He from chinatown, bitch whatcha doing? Find me with my squad you can see me going stupid up in
Chinatown
With my chingy-chain-chain out
Chinatown
That's the hood where I hang out
Chinatown
I tell them thank you kindly, but baby please don't mind me
And homie you could find me up in Chinatown!

HOLD UP HOLD UP HOLD UP
Party at the condo
That bottom poking out I beat it, like a, bongo
She know the boy
She know how every single song go
Made this Honda look like a lambo, and my whole crew we go RAMBO!

My bad...
Tell em we did it I swear they'll get aggy
From where it's real hot with them Taylor's and khakis
To where it be cold, with them rangers and Yankees

Yeah super yellow boy Saving the day
Out of this world, with my alien ways
To all those who out trying to hate be afraid
I'ma rape the whole game
While I'm making it rain

Rain rain rain rain
Reign of that terror when we all in here
Freshmen but ain't on the cover this year
My team a'int a circle we more like a sphere
Vroom when we RIDIN' and shifting them gears
I'm hearing them cry and I'm smelling the fear
Rep for the village I'm making it clear
Even when I see me in the mirror
I'm seeing

[CHORUS:]

[BRIDGE:]
I said we be running this block, Chinatown is my kingdom
Tell them hoes that we out here, out here trying to get income
We be running this block, Chinatown is my kingdom
Tell them hoes that we out here, out here trying to get income
Up in Chinatown

[OUTRO OF BRIDGE]

[CHORUS]

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