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Slugs full of dirt for you, say no if they ask you if you seen Spice, never gettin high off your own supply
muthafuckin east bay gangster
Back in your muthafuckin face, straight believin in flake from s-p-i, but it ain t mcdonald s or burger king
with just today twenty chicken sold
With just today twenty chicken sold, the ballers and the clockers know me so well
Clockers walk around the track pickin doves like bird seed, there ain t no match for this killin-ass baller Spice, cookin chickens in the kitchen
Them feds don t play, straight uncut peruvian flavor, niggas will try to get you for your caine
they don t give a fuck if you re strapped or not
them feds don t play
Four chickens in a coop, get some slugs and a golden shower, don t have the music up too goddamn loud
Gotta wear dun-dun-dun-dun s, muthafuckin black-on-black caddy Chickens, muthafuckin black-on-black caddy
My little homie larry swallowed five dubs and passed away, collect the shit in my nose Chickens, this lley game ain t no muthafuckin joke
Back in your muthafuckin face, rollin in my muthafuckin chicken coupe
Fools in the city turn the fuck up dead, yeah you know what i m sayin Spice, i boil it to a certain degree
Chicken seller, fuckin round with the funky chicken
The underground villain, cos i m servin more chickens than foghorn leg
Watch my ass and i m on another mail mission, waitin for a nigga like me to get behind her Funky, the ballers and the clockers know me so well
And when you re rollin in your muthafuckin drop, collect the shit in my nose
Shit it out and still sell it, clockers walk around the track pickin doves like bird seed
but the chickens give me heap
Straight game, a young nigga wearin braids slinig birds out a pinto, keep the hustle goin strong each day
Smokin indo talkin to my hitman, waitin for a nigga like me to get behind her, money and power
Muthafuckin black-on-black caddy, with just today twenty chicken sold Spice, don t have the music up too goddamn loud
Cookin chickens in the kitchen to smoked-out hoes, back in your muthafuckin face Chickens, cos i m servin more chickens than foghorn leg
I love it when my stack thicken, niggas know what time it is
About 30 ki s in the muthafuckin trunk, a 95 goodfella
The ballers and the clockers know me so well, got the whole hood ballin, servin my muthafuckin ki s outta cheap motels
The ballers and the clockers know me so well, straight uncut peruvian flavor
Collect the shit in my nose, get some slugs and a golden shower
About 30 ki s in the muthafuckin trunk, them feds don t play
the underground villain
cos i m addicted to the lley slingin chickens
Mix a little crack with some dirt weed, collect the shit in my nose, two birds every four hours
chicken seller
gotta wear dun-dun-dun-dun s
Chickens in my drawers collectin them funds, cos i m servin more chickens than foghorn leg
They don t give a fuck if you re strapped or not, i boil it to a certain degree
Muthafuckin east bay gangster, you put a hit out on me
You gotta watch your muthafuckin shit, this lley game ain t no muthafuckin joke, i put one out on you
And when you re rollin in your muthafuckin drop, ki s they can purchase, murderin swift and i m quick up out the scenery
Get some slugs and a golden shower, cos i m servin more chickens than foghorn leg, gotta wear dun-dun-dun-dun s
finna serve some more of that funky chicken
Fools in the city turn the fuck up dead, there ain t no match for this killin-ass baller, the ballers and the clockers know me so well
Straight believin in flake from s-p-i, don t have the music up too goddamn loud
Slugs full of dirt for you, my little homie larry swallowed five dubs and passed away, i boil it to a certain degree
but it ain t mcdonald s or burger king
Four chickens in a coop, chicken seller