Chicken chords by Mark Battles
Verse 1
Em
C
I'm a real deep thinker,
Em
you know?
C
Sometimes it don't even
be about nothing serious
Em
C
I'm just real
Em
observant; and I know this
C
Why do you niggas be hatin' man?
Verse 2
Em
Baby mama's tripping cause
C
I'm on a mission
Nigga on the grind
Trying to hustle for the chicken
Em
I ain't really tripping, dog,
C
I'm with it if you with it
Man I ain't worry 'bout
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Verse 3
a hater in a minute
Em
C
Take it to the limit, I mean, why not
Verse 4
I really had to earn everything I got
Em
Look back at 'em and I said,
C
"bye, bye"
Laughing at these niggas like,
"ha! Ha!"
Verse 5
C
Em
Why you worshiping money?
C
What's close to a nigga
All hooks, no bars,
I'm exposing you niggas
Em
Scared to fall in love,
C
they just ho's to a nigga
Hit it one time,
Em
she propose to a nigga
Let me get a chance
C
Fifteen my brother dies,
wasn't in the plans
Em
Step- pops in the fans
so I've been the man
C
I'ma keep killing beats,
Em
let them niggas dance
C
Thinkin of the times I was starvin'
Home was for my daughter but
the pain make me harder
Em
Jumping off the bench cause the
C
game need a starter
Current top five bring
my name up regardless
Em
Bro you know you flow trashy
C
I don't like you nigga if
you wanted it then get at me
Em
Pretty boy style but I keep the hair nappy
C
Turn Kylie to a women
Have her stuntin' like her daddy
Em
C
Got the hustle of an athlete
Verse 6
Keep your mind subtle you
in trouble if you lackin'
Em
It's practice,
C
double up the madness
A budget for the fashion and a hundred
Em
for the taxes
C
Obama tryin' to jack us
Verse 7
Die for my tribe man these niggas
got it backwards
Em
C
No love for these bastards
All for my ex she ain't never
Verse 8
been a factor
Em
Baby mama's tripping cause
C
I'm on a mission
Nigga on the grind
Trying to hustle for the chicken
Em
I ain't really tripping, dog, I'm with it if you
Verse 9
C
with it
Man I ain't worry 'bout
a hater in a minute
Em
C
Take it to the limit, I mean, why not
I really had to earn everything I got
Em
Look back at 'em and I said,
C
"bye, bye"
Laughing at these niggas like, "ha! Ha!"
Verse 10
Em
From Afghanistan where you
never get a chance
C
And the rest of the world treats
you lesser then a man
Em
Doing what I can but the
C
pressure in the plan
Homeless with a child,
had to dress her in the Van
Em
You wouldn't understand
so just call me what I am
C
I ain't talkin' 'bout Drake,
my nigga, Aubrey got the Grams
Em
Tomorrow's never promised
so I party with the fam
C
I need it more then you,
Em
I'm so sorry for this man
C
I'm feeling blessed lately,
selling out shows
Verse 11
C
Now the ho's wanna date me
Em
You don't like me now,
C
I'ma probably make you hate me
Made my mamma proud,
give a hell why you rate me
Em
Yeah, now it's back to the basics
C
He gave me the vision,
Em
thankin' God for the Lasik
Praise every quote, so close, I can taste it
C
All I know is three's,
'til them niggas learn the language
Em
C
I met a chick out in Portland
Verse 12
Face wasn't nothin' but
her lips were enormous
Em
Tits made her gorgeous
C
The hips was proportional
Only call me daddy,
Em
think I turned her to an orphan
C
We gonna end up with a fortune
Scoop your gal up cause the
Em
engine full of horses
I pray we make it to the morning
C
Album number one,
Verse 13
you can take it as a warning
Em
Baby mama's tripping cause
C
I'm on a mission
Nigga on the grind
Trying to hustle for the chicken
Em
I ain't really tripping, dog,
C
I'm with it if you with it
Man I ain't worry 'bout
a hater in a minute
Em
C
Take it to the limit, I mean, why not
I really had to earn everything I got
Em
Look back at 'em and I said,
C
"bye, bye"
Laughing at these niggas like,
Em
C
Em
C
"ha!
Em
C
Outro 1
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Chicken
Mark Battles
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