Chi Town Taurus

Lyrics

In da Bank (revised 8-9-19)


I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank... I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank...



V.1
I done gave my Trap Houses to the Kiddies... traded in my Trap Houses for the Keys to the City...

Twenty bands I’m goin’ Shoppin’ call my Plug up and Yo’... all the ladies up in here... love how I’m Slugged up... and Yo’...

I’m a Grubby kind of Guy... got me listed in the Yellow Pages... I’m the One you come see if your Money in the Mellow Stages...

Show you how to take the Twenty Thou... make a Killin’... and get Richer... you don’t take it layin’ Down... you take it how you Take a Picture...

Gotta Smile for the Camera... Drug Footage for the Feds... they ain’t findin’ nuttin’ on me but the Smell of the Bread...

Plus the Streets of Chicago... and the Streets of Milwaukee... and the Sheets where Bad Honeys... is shakin’ like Cerebral Palsy...

Or the Streets of Mad City... naaa the Feds Never caught me... linchpin to the Streets... yea I’m a Strong cup of Coffee...

Lip read my license Plates... naaa don’t give me any lip... I exceeded my Life Expectancy... a Strong steady Drip...


I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank... I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank...





V.2
You ain’t been in the Lion’s den... you’se a Joke... and you only seein’ half of the Story and the Note...

Every year in my likeness... Kids is (locked up to stay)... Sixty Thousand juveniles locked up and (Shut away)...

Had a fanga on the Trigger... Pistol trained on the Target... Up and comin’ Hood Stars... thuggin’ all the Hood Starlets...

Who the Smartest if it’s Nine out of Ten of Us that’s Sneakily... plottin’ out a Plan to Get It Up... doin’ Delinquency...

And Twenty Five percent of us is (Violent with Vicious Smiles)... Humpin’ all the Hotties with the Lowest Pussy Miles...

Yea... type of Life Style... give all my victims Life Support... a lily white Judge stick you with a Life Bit in Court...

Brick layin’... yea... some of us’ll be the Brick Man... Sparklin’ and Shinin’ soon as we come up out the Quick Sand...

Doin’ over time... Nine to Five in the P-M... in a Fresh Set of Vines... Wine and Dine on your B-M...




I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... in the bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank... I want a Hunid Million dollars in the Bank... in The Bank... I need a Hunid million dollars in the bank... in the bank... everybody know the Don Back in town at his Bank...