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