Luyện nghe bài hát Chingy Jackpot

[Robotic
This is another Trak Star

[Record

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Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?

[Hook 2X: + (Girl)
(Chingy) up?
(Why yo so chinky?) I dunno
(Is it because you've smoking and drinking?)
so
(I've been thinking)
(Maybe you get me) and do what?
(Round the town, then take me and eat me)

[Record at end of hook]

1: Chingy]
Chingy Jackpot, "pop" a crack spot
on the strip, keep me with a fat knot, 'Lac drop
Rag top on the jag drop, uh
Phat stop you that's hot, huh
Mack spinnin wit the piece in my
hop out, I'm releasin a rocket (bloaw bloaw)
For a piece of the profit, St. Louis we the
Let the jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better it
Vokl, yeah I it
Step in the spot shit, men leave I was hot quick
'Cris that bottle, won't you pop it
I threw the key to the city, since I it
Girl I don't no brain, give me a pop quiz
I get multiple head, derty watch this

- 2X

[Verse 2:
They tell me what you me, you ain't gotta be in a rush
Errything I do is top secret, that's on the (shhhh)
Cat handlin in the city, makin women blush
From 314 to 617, give it up
Treat my women like a structure, work the streets
Twerk ya meat, go get it till it hurts ya
Hurt in ya sleep, get wit me and we could all night
Hearr the slots ring all
But if you try to get at the drama, I'll all night
We Atlanta throwin bows
And New Orleans, we got the showin golds
it to New York, and party at Madison Squarre
We'll hit and smash a model chick wit long hairr
No hatin on my part, let the start
Crowd around us sumthin new, sittin on top of the
STL, where I dwell, Northside of the
They keep a quarter freak for the sheets, now speak uh

- 2X

[Verse 3:
Uh, I got tired of being broke (fa sho)
Ice Sleeve won't you me some smoke dogg
Can I come up jealousy?
"You ain't gon make it", they tellin me
So I showed them, it ain't hard
Can't play me, 'cause I ain't got a whole
Got Lee way in my (STL)
No mo' jokin it's on now
Who gon' stop, me not a
Strap, in, now, let's,
it, real, what-eva I do
Got's up Keith, from you
Squash that, mind ya own,
a new ching, in the streets
Watch ya step, or ruin ya rep
Now "get it" like Puff and G-Dep

- 2X

Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?