Verse 1:
  Uh, any chance I get I'm on a plane
  I book advance tickets and pay the fees with no complaints
  In the summer its off the hook no time to waste
  Just lie at the lake and I'm shoulder dry to the taste
  Even though some niggas I grew up with hate
  I keep a few good homies that try to stay outta jail
  Tonio tell me what the bail is it'll be there
  And when you get out my coke tail here
  The crack head deals in my daddy
  And all he seem to dream about is bad ass habits
  The gun shots scream loud
  So I soak the radio from upstairs to outside the house
  With the extended cord no night is boring
  On the front porch even if its pouring
  In the summer, winter, fall, or spring
  I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing
  
  Chorus:
  Chi town chi town the city where I'm from
  As a kid to who I become live to get what I want
  Chi town the city with the best skylines
  Born there that's home there in my lifetime
  Chicago show'em how we do
  The best place some hate but they still come through
  Chi town the city with the best skyline
  Born there that's home there in my lifetime
  
  Verse 2:
  
  The liquor store on every corner packed
  The bus run twenty-fo and my stop Jackson
  Fire hydrant busted time for action
  Niggas come out like its the beach in Miami
  The cops chase thiefs all through the alley and don't stop
  These niggas kill for rocks
  If you can't stand up for your spot don't squat
  Shop for a vacant lot or get shot
  Cuz Chicago niggas don't play them games
  When it comes to slanging them thangs for the money mane
  Fuck around and get short for the playas ball
  And call don Juan to flash green on yall
  The pimps got the hoes pinned up on the wall
  Just pass me the blunt and I puff it all
  In the summer, winter, fall, or spring
  I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing
  
  Chorus
  
  
  Verse 3:
  
  Don't worry about what I do for my city
  Some of yall run your mouth too much and what a pity
  If you outside looking in, shit seem pretty
  But its a lot of shit to do with bitch...I did it
  I'm cold in the winter my mink track the flow
  With the hat to match cadillacs in the snow
  If its a block party the whole hood know
  Niggas from 3 and 1st streets overcome the smoke
  Its K Town times 22 next shine
  Who label he on mine Westside nigga right
  To my Southside niggas and my Eastside niggas
  And my Northside niggas get high
  We really don't give a fuck what side you from
  Just keep on hollering out Chi!!!
  In the summer, winter, fall, or spring
  I love it when my bitches and my ballers sing
  
  Chorus: say 2x