esham - fried chicken lyrics
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-gg- makein cash so easily
i rolled into town full of playas and snitches
every n-gg- i know be down for riches
oz’s, 8ths, kilos, and pounds
n-gg- just yo -ss right out of bounds
7 m-i-l-e’s where i ride cause i roll through yo town like suicide
if you see me on the streets gotta bl–dy 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-cked your b-tch 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-ck all the b-tches with the hair extensions
if you see a n-gg- 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
you can say i’m fried
i got a track violation warrant for my rep
to dope case bleedin to no contempt
had to beat a n-gg- -ss at the liquor sto’
cause he said he wouldn’t sell me alcohol no mo’
f-ck that i gotta get my buzz and die
get high still dwi
what the f-ck y’all know about a millionaire gettin money slappin hoes screamin i don’t care
i’m the neighborhood crook screamin f-ck the hook
i’m the n-gg- that sn-tched yo mom’s pocket book
wicked sh-t, sh-t don’t stop forever
playa hatas hate me n-gg- whatever
i be f-ckin these hoes since 94’
screamin f-ck these tricks in 96’
real life i’ll life f-ckin dikes hangin with dice screamin what’d it be like
n-gg- ridin’, high sidin, suicidein, muder-i-ing
n-gg- you can say i’m fried
you can say i’m fried
you can say i’m fried
i like money and everythin that comes with that
i like p-ssy and big hoe -sses fat
i like hoes suck d-ck at a drop of a dime
put a gun in yo mouth and let it blow yo mind
b-tch boy my names esham for real
n-gg-s still i kill for my dollar
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-o-c-a-i-n-e now lets n-gg-s be dope on the m-i-c
so f-ck what you heard about me before i’m the same ol’ n-gg-
esham’s dough hoe
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