Chicken Hawk Iı

Talking: The record you about to hear is basically true. The names have been changed to protect the guilty. (You a cold nigga) Some breathe gangsta shit, We dream of gangsta shit (Repeat) Verse 1 I hit licks nigga lead the hood in strong arm 'Bout to get more chickens than Foster Farms Now give it up or die this a mothafuckin' jack Hustlas guard yo sack the chicken hawk is back Impatiently waiting out of hunger My instinct to kill got stronger My wingspan's longer My guns loaded up and before you know what hit you I jump off the wire swoop and then I get you And fuck a tussle bitch cause all I do is shoot Put lead in ya dome take ya sack and ya loot With a foe foe (.44) revolver so my strap ain't a jammer I want pure Peruvian no cuttin' Arm & Hammer Gotta take what I need that's how the ball bounces Now decide if you go die over thirty six ounces Before I go make sure no cameras in the vents Pull a feather from my tail and dust off my claw prints Nigga Chorus You knew that I was dangerous When ya took it Look the Chicken Hawk two is after you (Repeat) In search of super chicken (Have you seen him?) (Repeat 4X)