Foxy Brown - Chyna Whyte Lyrics
Chyna white.. uh.. chyna white uh.Yall know me right?Im that same ***** yall niggas want for half priceSame ***** yall niggas be blamin all yall problems onIm the reason why half yall niggasCant even go in your moms crib no moreUh.. Im the type of ***** leave a nigga nose stiffAnd get his hoes hit, make his toes shiftTell the mans and them, look, yall aint have shittil yall mother*****ers switch and smoke this shitThe reason mike *****ed around and moped his *****In his jones, little son troy is loc-ed and shitI aint the cause of niggas with knives that tote this shitIts when they spit cuz niggas came up real short with they shitAnd Im on a nigga like novicane, straight to the brainShoot it up and get both his nose and toes at the sameNiggas gave me nickname, chyna, last name whiteGuaranteed to have your ass open first nightBad *****, slanted eyes, powdered with whiteSomethin special, not your average baddest little thing in sightI know this dude ritz that *****ed with a *****Get you right, matter of fact, dude could get her half priceNo shit, she got a crew that aint nothin nice, dime shitHad yall mother*****ers believin that yall can fly and shitMatter fact mel, used to ***** a girl trish galUnique hit little e and bomb bags heroinNow they assed out, in the hood massed outGave a rex and tims *****ed up with they gats outWit no loveIll nana, ill nana, I need ten dollars, ill nanaBaby I cant give you no more moneyWhat you mean you cant give me no money?Man, boy, wheres my tv?Nana, I smoked the tvUh, no love, changed a few thugs, new drugsNiggas started stashin things on mother gastenHottest shit to hit the streets, divide peepsDivide crew love, ***** trees, now its ozsSmall leaks and niggas with false leads and nosebleedsVein popped, pop shells and close sales*****es, they nose frail, got the word that coke saleUh, flip it once you can match a nigga bailUh, flip it twice you officially onHad the richest niggas *****ed up, kissin your thongMysterys onUh, flip it three times, you straight, crib on a lakeCristal and cheese cake, ***** sucker d shake, niggas flakeHuh, flip it once more, youre leary, huhFeds in your ass, skid money dont make moneyWhat happened to get money? the *****es, the cars and brick moneyThe spot on bain bridgeYall niggas aint claimin shit now, huhYall know me now, *****ed up in the gameNo love, no love.
