Chyna Whyte

Y'all know me right? I'm that same bitch y'all niggas want for half price Same bitch y'all niggas was blamin' all y'all problems on I'm the reason why half of y'all niggas can't Even go in your moms' crib no more I'm the type of bitch that leave a nigga nose stiff And get his hoes hit, make his toes shift 'Tl the demands in all, yo can call me have shit 'Till y'all motherf**kers switch and smoke this shit The reason mike f**ked around and moped with this bitch And his Jones, little son Troy float this shit I ain't causin' niggas with nines to tote this shit 'Cause when you spit 'Cause niggas came up real short with they shit Know one nigga like Novacane, straight to the brain, shoot it up Thinkin' both his nose and his toes are the same Nigga gimme your nickname, Chyna, last name, White Guaranteed to have your a*s open first night Bad bitch, slanted eyes, powdered with white Somethin' special, not too average, baddest little thing in sight I knew this dude Ritz that f**ked with a bitch Get you right, matter of fact, you could get it half price Shit, she got a crew that ain't nothin nice, dime shit Have ya motherf**kers believin' ya tryin' to find shit Matter of fact, Mel, used to f**k a girl, Trish gal Unique hit, little E and bomb bags Heroin Now they a*sed out and the hood ma*sed out Even Rex and Tim's f**ked up with they gats out No love {Nana, Nana, I need ten dollars ,Nana Baby, I can't give you no more money What you mean you can't give me no money? Man, boy, where's my TV? Nana, I smoked the TV} Uh, no love, change a few thugs, new drugs Niggas started stashin' things on Mother Gasten Hottest shit to hit the streets, divide peeps, divide crew love f**k trees, and that was OZ Slow leaks and niggas with false leads and nosebleeds Vein popped, pop shells with close sales Bitches, they noses frail, got the word that coke sells Huh, tip it once you could match a nigga bail Huh, flip it twice you officially on, have the richest niggas f**ked up Kissin' your thong, mystery's on, huh, flip it three times, you straight Trip on a lake, Cristal and cheese cake Cock s*cker, D shake, niggas flake Huh, flip it once more you're leary, huh Feds on your a*s, hit money don't make money What happened to get money, the bitches, the cars and brick money? The spot on Bay bridge, y'all niggas ain't clamin' shit now huh Y'all know me now, f**ked up in the game, no love, no love Chyna white Chyna white Chyna white ...