Luyện nghe bài hát Chingy Jackpot

[Robotic
This is Trak Star production

scratching]

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Who am I?

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

[Record at end of hook]

[Verse 1:
Chingy Jackpot, "pop" like a 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
spinnin wit the piece in my pocket
People hop out, I'm a rocket (bloaw bloaw)
For a piece of the profit, St. Louis we the
Let the women it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters watch it
Vokl, I rock it
in the spot shit, men leave I was somethin hot quick
'Cris that bottle, won't you pop it
I threw the key to the city, I locked it
I don't want no brain, give me a pop quiz
I get choice head, derty watch this

- 2X

[Verse 2:
They tell me what you tell me, you ain't gotta be in a
Errything I do is top secret, that's on the (shhhh)
Cat handlin hard in the city, makin blush
From 314 to 617, give it up
my women like a structure, workers 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 thugs showin
Take it to New York, and party at Madison
We'll hit Cali and smash a chick wit long hairr
No on my part, let the ceremony start
Crowd us sumthin new, sittin on top of the Arch
STL, where I dwell, of the streets
They keep a piece freak for the sheets, now speak uh

- 2X

[Verse 3:
Uh, I got tired of being broke (fa sho)
Ice won't you pass me some smoke dogg
Can I up without jealousy?
"You gon make it", what they tellin me
So I showed them, it ain't hard
Can't me, 'cause I ain't got a whole card
Got Lee way in my (STL)
No mo' 'cause it's on now
Who stop, me not a soul
Strap, in, now, let's,
Keep it, real, I do
Got's up Keith, comin you
Squash that, mind ya own,
a new ching, in the streets
Watch ya step, or ruin ya rep
Now let's "get it" Puff and G-Dep

- 2X

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