Luyện nghe bài hát Funky Chickens

Yeah
Muthafuckin east bay
in your muthafuckin face
Rollin in my chicken coupe
black-on-black caddy
Triple d's and shit
Spice one knowmsayin
Straight

Four in a coop
a nigga wanna shoop
Colonel sanders poppin, droppin
Big fat baby huey, they can purchase
Got the hood ballin, nigga, fuck churches
Fools in the turn the fuck up dead
Cos I'm more chickens than foghorn leg
Feds wanna know where a reside
Cos the nuggets I'm sellin ain't fried
See, I it to a certain degree
Sometimes a nigga even quarter pounders with cheese
But it ain't or burger king
Cos muthafuckas goin under caught with hot wings
Ba-da-ba-ba slingin that
Them feds play, hoe
Say no if they ask you if you
A nigga wearin braids slinig birds out a pinto
indo talkin to my hitman
Put your ass six feet under quicksand
Get slugs and a golden shower
Got the muthafuckin cocaine, and power
Takes a and keeps on tickin, movin, stickin
Fuckin round with the funky

Straight in flake from s-p-i
gettin high off your own supply

The world was a big fat
Waitin for a like me to get behind her
See, the ballers and the know me so well
Servin my muthafuckin outta cheap motels
chickens in the kitchen to smoked-out hoes
Collect the shit in my lungs, collect the in my nose
See, let a nigga tell it
I seen niggas swallow they lley, shit it out and still it
the hustle goin strong each day
My little homie larry swallowed five and passed away
Chickens in my collectin them funds
Can't wear boxer shorts, gotta wear
cos niggas try to jack
See I'm sellin chickens and they gettin scratch
There ain't no match for killin-ass baller
a shot like at&t and touch all of y'all
I'm countin chickens in my
I used to sheep
But the chickens give me heap, so the tweak
The fuck off, I love it my stack thicken
Yeah, fuckin round with the chicken

Straight believin in flake from
Never gettin high off own supply

Clockers walk around the track pickin like bird seed
Mix a little crack with dirt weed
But I mob in my chicken sittin on triple gold
just today twenty chicken sold
And niggas me cos I'm straight 205
And I stay alive niggas put scrilla out for my life
You put a hit out on me, I put one out on you
You wanna who? slugs full of dirt for you
The underground villain, seller
birds out the trunk, a 95 goodfella
Stayin under from these federalies
And leavin niggas who don't pay me up in the alley
swift and I'm quick up out the scenery
Showin you niggas what my really mean to me
Cos I'm addicted to the lley slingin
Got me slingin in the shower, two birds every four
Watch my ass and I'm on another mission
Finna serve some more of that chicken

Yeah you know I'm sayin
Straight and shit
About 30 ki's in the trunk
Niggas know time it is

Yeah, you gotta watch your muthafuckin
Niggas try to get you for your caine, nigga
You know the rules,
Yeah, never understimate the other muthafucka's
game

And when you're rollin in muthafuckin drop
Or whatever you're in
Nigga, have the music up too goddamn loud
Cos ride up on you and straight
Shoot you in your head and drag you up out your shit
They don't give a fuck if you're or not, nigga
This lley ain't no muthafuckin joke

Just get in funk them chickens
uncut peruvian flavor
Cookin in the kitchen, nigga, like shake 'n bake
me chef ? ? ?
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