Straight up, A town, that's my type, thugged out from the hood thats what I like, neck ears is shinin so bright, any paper
or plastic anything I like, oh, u see I like em kinda cool ,black shades, black tee, and black shoes, candy-painted impala
on 22's , straight up gutta thats just my kinda dude.

(Chorus:)
Where my Chi town gangstas,
And all my midwest riders,
and all my east coast hustlas, cause we don't need no bustas, I need a bounce off G, one to give me what I need, them boys
from the west coast see, that can only go a chick like me, chick like me

All my fellas need to hear me, I want yall to hear me clearly, I'm not the picky type, I like my thugs from every city,
GA, LA, on back to Philly, but them dirty boys, oh they do something to me,

See I have to disagree, I like my thugs from the NYC, steady choppin on that gangsta scene, ridin in cars upon that
gangsta lean

(Chorus:)
Where my Chi town gangstas,
And all my Midwest ridas,
and all my east coast Hustlas,
cause we don't need no bustas,
I need a bounce off G,
one to give me what i need, them boys from the west coast see, that can only go a chick like me, a chick like me.

(Rasheeda:)
Red monkey jeans hanging low with a black tee, got a mean swag and he trappin on the back street, now man there's somethin
bout them g's that make Rasheeda's temperature jump 100 degrees , is it the money or the candy paint drippin, or the way he
hold me down and keep it pimpin plus he know just how to....
cant get enough so he always ....

Where my Chi town gangstas,
And all my mid west ridas,
And all my east coast hustlas,
cause we don't need no bustas,
I need a bounce off G, one to give me what i need, then boys from the west coast see, that can only go a chick like me, a
chick like me,

Where my Chi town gangstas,
And all my midwest ridas,
And all my east coast hustlas, cause we don't need no bustas, I need a bounce off G, one to give me what I need, them
boys from the west coast see, that can only go a chick like me, a chick like me