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Give Em Some Mo
by Chingy
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Its your boy Chingy
Representin' the king
G.I.B. git it boys
Stop hatin' derrty
And maybe you can get some in your life playa
[Chorus:]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before I finish (get up)
They say give me some mo
Uhu
Four point six, dodge in the dits
Trunck full of brick, enought to build a house
To give cat a fix, grand barry six
I gave it to my bitch, but that's how it goes
When a playa rich,
On the mound I pitch
Call me mr. quick
In a fast lick
(skert, skert)
Whips
Flyin past grams
Derrty I'm the man
That ya don't understand
Back in hand
If the club wit me
Pop a bottle wit me
Niggaz got a problem
Tell'em come get me
The git it boys hurr
And you know
We from that three fourteen
[Chorus:]
See some cats don't understand
How I got this and I got that
Derrty I laid back
Handle my business
Don't bother nobody, don't be hatin' and backstabin' unlike you fake ass niggaz do
Damn boy wounder
A C3 hummer
Got for the summer
You won't want my number
Don't need that skeka
More friends neither
Tramps want a dollar
That's why I holla
Young Donald Trump
Back on this grizzle
Kick in it wit banner
Down in Mississippi
Man I'm world wide
Carryin' a 4.5.
Doin' this for life
Am I a pro
Right
Forty nine hundred
Biggest street reppers
Waters think they hot
'Bout as hot as peppers
Better in my basement
For you funky hoes
Chingy ain't gettin' it
Trick gon buy some clothes
[Chorus:]
Haha
Here I come man and ya probably sick of me
I'm in your face all the time when you be sittin' at home
??
G.I.B.
Screw Bill gates
Chain and face
Name in place
In case of anger face
Bing in the scoop
Scale with the doop
A bell with a coke
There by the lab
Off in my loaf
Why'all rappers think ya'll hard
I know ya'll soft
Its Chingy
Ya'll hoes act for me
So I'm gone give it to'em
Like Ron Jeremy
Mo clarony
Don't slide up
Big cowerd behind me
In da rolls ride up
The sides so rough
Its st. louis
Fussed up grades
I'm bout to run for the ciminal of state
[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before I finish (get up)
They say give me some mo
Its your boy Chingy
Representin' the king
G.I.B. git it boys
Stop hatin' derrty
And maybe you can get some in your life playa
[Chorus:]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before I finish (get up)
They say give me some mo
Uhu
Four point six, dodge in the dits
Trunck full of brick, enought to build a house
To give cat a fix, grand barry six
I gave it to my bitch, but that's how it goes
When a playa rich,
On the mound I pitch
Call me mr. quick
In a fast lick
(skert, skert)
Whips
Flyin past grams
Derrty I'm the man
That ya don't understand
Back in hand
If the club wit me
Pop a bottle wit me
Niggaz got a problem
Tell'em come get me
The git it boys hurr
And you know
We from that three fourteen
[Chorus:]
See some cats don't understand
How I got this and I got that
Derrty I laid back
Handle my business
Don't bother nobody, don't be hatin' and backstabin' unlike you fake ass niggaz do
Damn boy wounder
A C3 hummer
Got for the summer
You won't want my number
Don't need that skeka
More friends neither
Tramps want a dollar
That's why I holla
Young Donald Trump
Back on this grizzle
Kick in it wit banner
Down in Mississippi
Man I'm world wide
Carryin' a 4.5.
Doin' this for life
Am I a pro
Right
Forty nine hundred
Biggest street reppers
Waters think they hot
'Bout as hot as peppers
Better in my basement
For you funky hoes
Chingy ain't gettin' it
Trick gon buy some clothes
[Chorus:]
Haha
Here I come man and ya probably sick of me
I'm in your face all the time when you be sittin' at home
??
G.I.B.
Screw Bill gates
Chain and face
Name in place
In case of anger face
Bing in the scoop
Scale with the doop
A bell with a coke
There by the lab
Off in my loaf
Why'all rappers think ya'll hard
I know ya'll soft
Its Chingy
Ya'll hoes act for me
So I'm gone give it to'em
Like Ron Jeremy
Mo clarony
Don't slide up
Big cowerd behind me
In da rolls ride up
The sides so rough
Its st. louis
Fussed up grades
I'm bout to run for the ciminal of state
[chorus]
Niggaz act like they got paper but no (oo, oo, oo)
Git it boy niggaz runnin the show (G.I.B.)
If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up)
But then right before I finish (get up)
They say give me some mo
