Chi

Where you from?

From The Chi

You shouldn’t come

Cause you might die

We keep a stick

This ain’t no gum

Boy is you dumb or is you high

I be talking to my homies

When I look up in the sky

Let a nigga do me dirty

Imma send him to the guys

I don’t lie

I just fly

On the plane I see yo main

And she complain cause I don’t reply

I don’t explain and you know why

And you insane

Until I’m talking crazy

To you with a nine

And we won’t see you

Like some snow falling in July

I got supply to get you by

You know pressure I apply

Because you know they don’t

Wanna see the kid up in his prime

If I’m in my prime I’m in my bag

And y’all don’t wanna see me go brag

I’m fenna pop like someone dad

I came here to make niggas mad

Where I’m from we had it bad

Where you from?

From The Chi

You shouldn’t come

Cause you might die

We keep a stick

This ain’t no gum

Boy is you dumb or is you high

I be talking to my homies

When I look up in the sky

Let a nigga do me dirty

Imma send him to his maker

You look broke flashing yo paper

Fuck some chains I want some acres

For my people who did me favors

Even strangers look

Tell my homies imma see em later

Rest In Peace when I say my prayers

Big Pun ion wanna be no player

Big moves all my moves be major

I keep a stick and move Joe Frazier

I treat pain just like a shot

Reality my only chaser

Where you from yea that sound safer

Where you from?

From The Chi

You shouldn’t come

Cause you might die

We keep a stick

This ain’t no gum

Boy is you dumb or is you high

I be talking to my homies

When I look up in the sky

Let a nigga do me dirty

Imma send him to the guys