Yeah n***a
Muthaf**in east bay gangster
Back in your muthaf**in face
Rollin in my muthaf**in chicken coupe
Muthaf**in black-on-black caddy
Triple gold d's and sh**
Spice muthaf**in one knowmsayin
Straight mobbin
Four chickens in a coop
Make a n***a wanna shoop
Colonel sanders ain't poppin, droppin
Big fat baby huey, ki's they can purchase
Got the whole hood ballin, n***a, f** churches
Fools in the city turn the f** up dead
Cos i'm servin more chickens than foghorn leg
Feds wanna know where a n***a reside
Cos the nuggets i'm sellin ain't kentucky fried
See, i boil it to a certain degree
Sometimes a n***a even sellin quarter pounders with cheese
But it ain't mcdonald's or burger king
Cos muthaf**as goin under gettin caught with hot wings
Ba-da-ba-ba slingin that lleyo
Them feds don't play, hoe
Say no if they ask you if you seen
A young n***a wearin braids slinig birds out a pinto
Smokin indo talkin to my hitman
Put your a** six feet under like quicksand
Get some slugs and a golden shower
Got the muthaf**in c**aine, money and power
Takes a lickin and keeps on tickin, movin, stickin
f**in round with the funky chicken
Straight believin in flake from s-p-i
Never gettin high off your own supply
The world was a big fat vagina
Waitin for a n***a like me to get behind her
See, the ballers and the clockers know me so well
Servin my muthaf**in ki's outta cheap motels
Cookin chickens in the kitchen to smoked-out hoes
Collect the sh** in my lungs, collect the sh** in my nose
See, let a real n***a tell it
I seen n***as swallow they lley, sh** it out and still sell it
Keep the hustle goin strong each day
My little homie larry swallowed five dubs and pa**ed away
Chickens in my drawers collectin them funds
Can't wear boxer shorts, gotta wear dun-dun-dun-dun's
Infrared cos n***as try to jack
See i'm sellin chickens and they gettin chicken scratch
There ain't no match for this k**in-a** baller
Call a shot like at&t and touch all of y'all
I'm countin chickens in my sleep
I used to count sheep
But the chickens give me heap, so catch the tweak
The f** off, i love it when my stack thicken
Yeah, f**in round with the funky chicken
Straight believin in flake from s-p-i
Never gettin high off your own supply
Clockers walk around the track pickin doves like bird seed
Mix a little crack with some dirt weed
But i mob in my chicken coupe sittin on triple gold
With just today twenty chicken sold
And n***as love me cos i'm straight 205
And when i stay alive n***as put scrilla out for my life
You put a hit out on me, i put one out on you
You wanna murder who? slugs full of dirt for you
The underground villain, chicken seller
Slingin birds out the trunk, a 95 goodfella
Stayin under from these crooked-a** federalies
And leavin n***as who don't pay me shot up in the alley
Murderin swift and i'm quick up out the scenery
Showin you n***as what my scrilla really mean to me
Cos i'm addicted to the lley slingin chickens
Got me slingin in the shower, two birds every four hours
Watch my a** and i'm on another mail mission
Finna serve some more of that funky chicken
Yeah you know what i'm sayin
Straight mobbin and sh**
About 30 ki's in the muthaf**in trunk
n***as know what time it is
Knowmsayin
Yeah, you gotta watch your muthaf**in sh**
n***as will try to get you for your caine, n***a
You know the rules, n***a
Yeah, never understimate the other muthaf**a's greed
Straight game
Yeah
And when you're rollin in your muthaf**in drop
Or whatever you're ridin in
n***a, don't have the music up too goddamn loud
Cos muthaf**as'll ride up on you and straight
Shoot you in your muthfaf**in head and drag you up out your sh**
They don't give a f** if you're strapped or not, n***a
This lley game ain't no muthaf**in joke
Yeah
Just get in funk behind them chickens
Straight uncut peruvian flavor
Cookin chickens in the kitchen, n***a, like shake 'n bake
Call me chef ???
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