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 half of y'all niggas
 Can't even go in your moms' crib no more
 Uh.. I'm the type of bitch leave a nigga nose stiff
 And get his hoes hit
 Make his toes shift
 Until the demands are in
 Y'all ain't have shit
 'Til y'all motherfuckers switch and smoke this shit
 The reason Mike fucked around and moped with this bitch
 In his jones, little son Troy, float the shit
 I ain't for causin' niggas with nines to tote this shit
 'Cause when you spit
 'Cause niggas came up real short with they shit
 I'm on a 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 ass 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 fucked 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 motherfuckers believin ya tryin' to find shit
 Matter fact, Mel, used to fuck a girl Trish gal
 Unique hit, little E and bomb bags heroin
 Now they assed out and the hood massed out
 Even Rex and Tim's fucked up with they gats out
 No Love.
 Ill Nana, Ill Nana, I need ten dollars, Ill 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
 Fuck 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 can match a nigga bail
 Huh, flip it twice you officially on
 Have the richest niggas fucked up
 Kissin' your thong
 Mystery's on
 Huh, flip it three times- you straight
 Trip on a lake, cristal and cheese cake
 Cock sucker, d shake, niggas flake
 Huh, flip it once more you're leary
 Huh, feds on your ass
 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, fucked up in the game
 No love, no love.
 Chyna White, uh uh uh
 Chyna White
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