Luyện nghe bài hát Chingy Jackpot

[Robotic
This is another Trak production

[Record

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Who am I?

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

[Record at end of hook]

[Verse 1:
Chingy Jackpot, "pop" like a spot
Ladies on the strip, keep me with a fat knot, drop
Rag top on the jag drop, uh
stop you know that's hot, huh
Mack spinnin wit the piece in my
hop out, I'm releasin a rocket (bloaw bloaw)
For a of the profit, St. Louis we the topic
Let the jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it
Vokl, I rock it
Step in the shit, men leave I was somethin hot quick
'Cris holdin bottle, won't you pop it
I threw the key to the city, I locked it
Girl I don't want no brain, give me a pop
I get multiple choice head, derty 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 hard in the city, makin blush
From 314 to 617, gotta it up
Treat my women like a structure, workers the streets
Twerk ya meat, go get it it hurts ya feet
Hurt in ya sleep, get wit me and we ching all night
the slots ring all night
But if you try to get at the drama, I'll all night
We keep Atlanta bows
And New Orleans, we got the thugs golds
Take it to New York, and party at Squarre
We'll hit Cali and smash a model chick wit long
No hatin on my part, let the ceremony
Crowd around us new, sittin on top of the Arch
STL, where I dwell, Northside of the
keep a quarter piece freak for the sheets, now speak uh

- 2X

3: Chingy]
Uh, I got tired of broke dogg (fa sho)
Ice Sleeve won't you me some smoke dogg
Can I come up without
"You ain't gon make it", what tellin me
So I them, it ain't that hard
Can't play me, 'cause I got a whole card
Got Lee way in my (STL)
No mo' jokin it's on now
Who stop, me not a soul
Strap, in, now, let's,
it, real, what-eva I do
Got's up Keith, comin you
that, mind ya own, beats
There's a new ching, in the
ya step, or I'll 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?