G-Unit - Ching ching ching

Tekst :

Yeah!
GGG-GGG- G-UNIT!


I hustled then I got that ching ching ching!
Then I bought my bling bling bling!
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick! (HERE WE GOOO!)

I hustled then I got that ching ching ching! (HOLD UP!)
Then I bought my bling bling bling! (BLAAAT!)
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick! - BITCH! (YEAH!)


You can catch me run inside nigga, doin my thing
Cause what I write with my pen got me next to Don King. (uh-huh!) (WHATTUP?)
I m blowin H-2-O - in a H2!
With a project chick named Rachel. (RACHEL!)
I got rocks on my neck, with a big-ass piece
And come through in a Lex with Claudette Ortiz. (CLAIDETTE ORTIZ!)
With no roof on the top, that s my Sunday car
In the Hummer lookin hot, that s my Monday car (MONDAY CAR!)
I got a stable of hoes, now I m a P-I-M-P (SAY!)
And bring in bitches on a Amtrak with grams of D.
We got beams on the Gat - we detail our weapons!
And the way that I rap, we e-mail addressin. (COME ON!)
Niggaz hear what I spent - and wonder how I write it,
G-Unit gon win, we on automatic pilot. (AUTOMATIC PILOT!)


I hustled then I got that ching ching ching! (YEAH!)
Then I bought my bling bling bling! (WHAT?)
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick! (BITCH ON MY DICK!)

I hustled then I got that ching ching ching! (YEAH!)
Then I bought my bling bling bling!
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick! - BITCH! (COME ON!)


With menage-a-trois I got these dykes wet
Off of blue E pills with the knife checks. (YEAH!)
I m still blowin green in the PJ s
Laid out in the cut readin screenplays, nigga be ea-sy. (YEEAH!)
Don t talk grea-sy! (YEAH!) The rap game needs me! (YEAH!)
I spent 16, you gettin charged by the freebie. (FREEBIE!)
Y all niggaz in court - spillin the beans
About the kid from New York that be killin the fiends.
I m a H-U-S-T-L-E-R, hustler! (HUSTLER!)
I got 2 maids but fuck it I need a butler! (YEAH! COME ON!)


I hustled then I got that ching ching ching!
Then I bought my bling bling bling!
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick!

I hustled then I got that ching ching ching!
Then I bought my bling bling bling!
That s how I got your fuckin bitch on my dick! - BITCH!

Inne utwory

  • Money makes the world go round
  • Bottom girl
  • Smile
  • Ready or not
  • Eye for eye
  • Baby get on your knees
  • Betta ask somebody
  • Stunt 101
  • After my chedda
  • Lay you down
  • My buddy
  • I smell pussy
  • Angels around me
  • I fucked your girl
  • Like a dog
  • Beg for mercy
  • P.I.M.P (remix)
  • Poppin them thangs
  • Losowe utwory

    Believe

    Hold on – be careful what you wish for in your life
    You just might get it
    Your dreams – may not let you accomplish what you need
    So don’t forget it
    We all need some TLC – Love unlimited, baby
    Let me take you...

    Always mine

    All my friends
    Say that I m a fool
    And that I should
    Give up on you
    Many times I ve surely tried
    But there is something
    Down deep inside

    I ve spent some time
    Trying to think all this through
    And I always end up
    Wanting to be...

    Before the moon falls

    Shhhh

    We are private detectives onward back from a musical pilgrimage
    We work under the name of the Fall.
    Who would suspect this?
    It is too obvious.
    Our office is secluded.
    Those there to suspect
    Would not see the wood for the trees
    We were six like dice but we re back to five
    Up here in the North...

    Moloko velocet

    Please don`t stop moving
    Keep your body on grooving
    A thousand shivers are crawling
    Smooth and slow
    Up and down your spine

    I wish that I could give you everything you die for ... or maybe more
    You`re made of my wildest dreams...

    Come on come on

    Got my hands in your pockets, I’ll take what I need
    Heavy feet I’ve been walking, ‘cos nothing is free
    It’s the end of the day, I don’t hear what you say at all

    Got a mouthful of concrete, in every meal
    Got a fistful of nothing, ‘cos nothing is real
    It’s the end of...