Ching lyrics

G-Unit Ching Lyrics

I hustle
then I got that ching ching ching
then I bought my bling bling bling
that`s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

I hustle
then I got that ching ching ching
then I bought that bling bling bling
that`s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

BITCH!!!
Catch me wing shot nigga doin` my thing
cuz when I write with my pen
got me next to Don King
I`m in room 820 in a H2
with a project chic named Rachel
I got racks on my neck
with a big ass piece
they come thru when my lex
call that audition
with no roof on the top
that`s my sunday car
in our home I`m looking hot
that`s my monday car
I got a stable of hoes
I`m a P-I-M-P
saw your bitches on the (..?)
we got beans on our gat
we retail our weapons
in the way that I rap
we email our chesters
niggas hear what I spit
and wonder how I write
G-Unit gone will
we all on automatic pilot