Luyện nghe bài hát Chingy Jackpot

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is another Trak Star production

[Record

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Who am I?

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

[Record scratches at end of

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

- 2X

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

- 2X

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

- 2X

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