Chicago Niggas

[Intro: DJ Drama]

You know, they say the streets lost their edge a little bit

Too much emo rap in the game

Some of your favorites done fell off

And most people leave out a keyword in street music

It's called quality, let's show y'all how it's done

[Verse 1: Moonie]

(Yea, uh, uh)

Tell me what you know about the middle of the map

Gangstas in them all-black White Sox fitted-caps

(DJ Drama: Stay with me)

Posted on the block, thirty-shot clip hanging

This ain't a rap trend, Chi-Town been banging

(Dramatic, nigga)

(You know what I mean? Mr. Thanksgiving)

(Yeah)

...

Shootouts every night, they complaining that they can't sleep

It's a church and a liquor store all on the same street,

Rain, sleet, snow, man, I'm a hustle cocaine

All sales final; I'm a product of this dope game

Shorties got no aim, bullets got no name

Cluckers dancing in a line like they on Soul Train

We don't care about blue lights; come take a picture

Still tipping, that's the day of a Chicago nigga

[Hook/Chorus: ?]

Chicago nigga, this the city of the wind

Niggas on the corner tryna win

Chicago nigga, stay hustling the snow

Niggas even hustle in the snow (yeah)

You see them blue lights in the air, cameras everywhere

We don't give a fuck, we still tipping

Chicago nigga, where they hustling the snow

Niggas even hustle in the snow. Chicago nigga

[Verse 2: Count]

These cops crooked in Chicago

Daley took 'em out them Crown Vics and bought 'em Tahoes

In traffic, I don't panic when I see them police lights

I got them pigs in my pockets like Jody Weis

Hustling that white snow, temperature is ice cold

My workers serving with them cameras on the light-pole

Gangster Disciples, Black Stones, BDs

The biggest street gang is the C-P-D

The sleeve on my Triple Goose smell like gunpowder

Hawk blowing like a car horn stuck in rush hour

Yeah, we swish cheese your driver's side door

That's how it is, that's how we live in Chicago

[Hook/Chorus] (x2)