Fried Chicken-Esham

歌手 : Esham

专辑 : Dead Flowerz

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:31

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TXT Fried Chicken-Esham 文本歌词

Fried Chicken (炸鸡) - Esham

My heads been hurtin since 83'

Since birth my mommas been afraid of me

I was raised by the streets

I was made to be a young n***a makein cash so easily

I rolled into town full of playas and snitches

Every n***a I know be down for riches

OZ's 8ths kilos and pounds

Nigga just yo ass right out of bounds

7 mile's where I ride 'cause

I roll through yo town like suicide

If you see me on the streets gotta bloody pistol

Triple beam OZ's get cut for crystal

Might come to your town and I'll kill your crew

Put a crack house right next door to you

If I f**ed your b**ch man it's all in the game

I done nutted in her mouth and don't know her name

Might come to your hood with my bad intentions

To f**k all the b**ches with the hair extensions

If you see a n***a lookin to side of my ride

Just look for the joint in my mouth and you can say I'm fried

You can say I'm fried

I got a track violation warrant for my rep

To d**e case bleedin to no contempt

Had to beat a n***a ass at the liquor sto'

'Cause he said he wouldn't sell me alcohol no mo'

F**k that I gotta get my buzz and die

Get high still DWI

What the f**k y'all know about

A millionaire gettin money slappin hoes screamin I don't care

I'm the neighborhood crook screamin f**k the hook

I'm the n***a that snatched yo mom's pocket book

Wicked sh*t sh*t don't stop forever

Playa hatas hate me n***a whatever

I be f**kin these hoes since 94'

Screamin f**k these tricks in 96'

Real life I'll life f**kin dikes hangin

With Dice screamin what'd it be like

Nigga ridin' high sidin suicidein mudering

Nigga You can say I'm fried

You can say I'm fried

I like money and everythin that comes with that

I like P***y and big hoe asses fat

I like hoes suck dick at a drop of a dime

Put a gun in yo mouth and let it blow yo mind

B**ch boy my names Esham for real

Niggas still I kill for my dollar bill

So real I'm out for the fortune and game

Street politics tricks to cocaine

Sittin' in a crack house earnin' my snaps

Way before I was bustin 'em raps

It's the c*****e now lets niggas be d**e on the mic

So f**k what you heard about me before I'm the same ol' nigga

Esham's dough hoe