Cap.one - Chi Town's Finest Lyrics

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Nigga I'm 'bout 4 seconds off yo ass

When I get that itch you betta pass 'cause I'm ready to blast

Breaking them motherfuckers off

When pistol pumpin' hollow points you ain't gonna last

'Cause I'm 'bout to fuck you straight up

Shit I be dippin' up in the club my milla-meter go buck

Now you bogus as fuck shit outta luck

I'm a murder your spot in yo gut

And run up right beside of yo crib

Jus talkin' 'bout shit you just did neva tellin' the pigs

About the weapons and the work you put in

To find where I hide my shit

'Cause she was all on my dick

Wonderin' where I be hustlin' and bustin' niggaz on the block

Servin' rocks I was hot but I to keep takin' 'cause I had to get rich

Now I got a lil bit of scratch navigator and a 'llac

You be on a nigga back said you tired of servin' packs

You want me to front you a few G sacks

So I broke you off a lil some some

Give a nigga high off one bum from the jump make yo body slump

Make the Tempo pump 'cause you servin' dem gumps

From the Westside to the Southside

Because we be ready to ride because we 'bout pride

What was Cowhide do what was hard now high we 'bout die

Put him off the temp ready to hurt 'em now they mouth wide

We murders that will bust all of y'all

Togetha brotha we ball or fall

Cap.One bitch shinin' to ya like I'm 'bout to draw

Windy City haters fuck all of y'all

To the gangstas and hustlers Chi thugs throw it up

While we smoke 5-bo let's get buck

Why we rollin' to the Westside?

Nigga let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up

And you know I can't forget 'bout

My niggaz and bitches who had my back when I was out on the cut

Hit the clutch we 'bout to whip up the club

Trippin' we gonna pick up the punk

To the gangstas and hustlers Chi thugs throw it up

While we smoke 5-bo let's get buck

Why we rollin' to the Westside?

Nigga let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up

And you know I can't forget 'bout

My niggaz and bitches who had my back when I was out on the cut

Hit the clutch we 'bout to whip up the club

Trippin' we gonna pick up the punk

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How many niggaz wanna bust the gunshots

Touch the glock back on the block for my niggaz that pop one shot

Murderous niggaz that put the barrel in yo mouth

And bury it outside cop keys on the drive

Love love all my bitches and thugs that put a slug

In any nigga that fuckin' wit my blood

Hey hate for any nigga for to stay

And for the fake niggaz fuckin' wit J

I can't wait to kill kill all nigga that will

This shit is real when you up in the field in my field

Take take a nigga life to see

How many niggaz wanna die for me

Now motherfucker wild wild is the home holla Southside

And it's on I'ma ride wit my chrome I'm a silent the chrome

Take the whole world on my own

Nigga I'ma die on the throne

It's the bitch that killed the shit

Now fuckin' wit this I love you dicks

Runnin' up wit the dick wanna lick

A big bitch wit big dreams and big shit

Fuck wit a nigga that put the gleam on the wrist

Killaz wild ass niggaz drug dealerz

Motherfuckers that put lead all up in ya

Send you to bed the bloodshed with the red to yo head

When you fuck wit guerillas

To the gangstas and hustlers Chi thugs throw it up

While we smoke 5 bo let's get buck

Why we rollin' to the Westside?

Nigga let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up

And you know I can't forget bout

My niggaz and bitches who had my back when I was out on the cut

Hit the clutch we bout to whip up the club

Trippin' we gonna pick up the punk

Shit I love when I get on the block not even goin' thru a thang

Spittin' it for niggaz and bitches who holla my name

You feelin' more pressure and pain

Niggaz is jealous and wanna step out of the game

You tellin' me life is the same

I'm tellin you niggaz you sheisty for the price of the fame

Or have niggaz goin' insane

Spittin' it for niggaz and bitches who want me to reign

Enter the mind of a Don Cap to tha Dot to tha One

Nigga who we pop wit the guns

On the block all day tryin' to get my money right

Niggaz on the roof lookin' out wit the ones

Wit the [unverified] fucks ice I say get down on my nutts

Bounce wit a pound in the trunk

Fuckin' wit some hoes watch dem go up in the room

Every nigga who I'm down gon bust

Hit it from the Don blow dro quick wit the chrome

Blaze till six in the morn

Slide to the club hoes wanna show a nigga love

Shit we can ride drinkin' Bone "Foe tha luv of tha"

Niggaz and bitches that push weight

And flip gates flick to da lake

Ballin' C A P Dot gun cock

Run in yo spot lick shots and give a fuck

To da mallin' so I be reppin' da wild

Niggas in front with the tech and the crowd

Spit rhythms and get 'em buck wit many styles

Get patience what da fuck nigga we out

Den you know I can't forget bout da crib

Niggaz dat be wit me on da tip

Let 'em know that it's on T and Shawn Cap One who da Don

My niggaz got it on in this bitch

To the gangstas and hustlers Chi thugs throw it up

While we smoke 5 bo let's get buck

Why we rollin' to the Westside?

Nigga let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up

And you know I can't forget bout

My niggaz and bitches who had my back when I was out on the cut

Hit the clutch we bout to whip up the club

Trippin' we gonna pick up the punk

To the gangstas and hustlers Chi thugs throw it up

While we smoke 5 bo let's get buck

Why we rollin' to the Westside?

Nigga let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up

And you know I can't forget bout

My niggaz and bitches who had my back when I was out on the cut

Hit the clutch we bout to whip up the club

Trippin' we gonna pick up the punk

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