


Chingy has made a career of aw-shucks flirtation, but unlike most would-be Lotharios, his inner ruffian is far more fascinating. His third album begins promisingly Hands Up works a slow groove as Chingy gets comfortably incensed, and Club Gettin Crowded is even better, like hes girding for a bar brawl. But just as hes adding texture, the bottom drops out for a numbing run of player anthems. At his best, Chingy raps in a whimsical tone that becomes a melodic element in its own right, and he delivers the odd sharp pick-up line: I bet you had to jump up and down just to put em on, he leers on Dem Jeans. But mostly he just sounds bored, a pretty boy tired of being denied his inner turmoil.
Download: Pullin Me Back