Do yo chain hang low If the chain dont hang low hot it aint mine You can call it MJ, cuz it got hang time Friuty pebbles round my neck yea Blue
cold Do yo chain hang low If the chain dont hang low hot it aint lyin You can call me yung j, cuz it got hang time Friuty pebbles round my neck yea Blue
Oversettelse: Rich Boy. Chain Hang Low (Remix).
is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out
s and vogues, we call 'em swang My partner Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain In the hood is where I hang, On South Lee
fucked the game up Cut the head off lames and platinum niggaz, your boy done came up Got my aim up, favorite bling with a millennium chains Chilling,
thought Just to rhyme my **** when the tape cut off The price of fame, a dope chain, the same chain Yo, he tapped to the roof, watch the block, watch 'em hang
it (oh) hit them ball in it (oh) Throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 (?) in it (oh) Im a rich boy I aint gotta steal shorty (oh) Tell that lil rich
niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw and I got that boy Kici in heah and that boy Poyo and these hoes heah and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea
s and vogues, we call 'em swang My partner Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain In the hood is where I hang, On South
[Katt Williams:] Ladies and Pimps and Haters of all ages. All low selfesteem women please leave the dance floor expaditiously if not sooner. This is for
chain son theyll take I hit with one of them stail faces LIKE Ill be dammed momma they know who i am momma im still your Lil' boy but to them im the man
fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang My partner Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain In the hood is where I hang, On South
my shit when the tape cut off The price of fame, a dope chain, the same chain Yo, he tapped to the roof, watch the block, watch 'em hang [Chorus: Ghostface
front to back, that club off the chain You got candy rims and beat, then you got you a slab You cooking chickens in the kitchen, boy you off in the lab
my doe I pulled out my chain And had to let her kno She like Damn baby boy That's hella flow I'm not Jibbs But my chain hang hella low Hella guns in my
