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Chicago Let It Snow Let It Snow Let It Snow

, Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. It doesn't show signs of stopping, And I brought some corn for popping; The lights are turned way down low, Let

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. It doesn't show signs of stopping, And I brought some corn for popping; The lights are turned way down low, Let

cold outside, the snow began That winter storm cut like a knife Your eyes were wide enough to fill The moon so full, it should've spilled Chicago's

with it then And life will be better, ?til it happens again ?Cause there?s something inside us that won?t let us beIn stalks through our days ?til it

rain or crazed insane Leader of the squad, much younger than gangs See he rolls the whole unit in a big simple pipe Foams stirs let it settle and then make it

that white boy, that snow, that informer! Yeah, I got work like an employer. 10 guns, 10 goons, and 10 lawyers. And I ain't tryin' to ignore ya... But money talks - you should let

'round niggaz I know I sped it up on weed, I slowed it down on snow 'Cause I seen so many niggaz fall off that blow One day they got it all then they

you know he bout it, bout it Jim Jones, you know he bout it, bout it Freeky Z, you know he bout it, bout it Santana, that boy bout it, bout it Harlem

town I'm sure the next tour take me right back through that town Snow was up to your shoulders man and that ain't no lie Chicago wasn't so cold, it would