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letra de chicken (1900rugrat remix) - el snappo

[intro: el snappo]
uh, uh, who made the f-ckin’ beat?

[chorus: el snappo]
chicken, n-gga
how you d-mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n-gga?
how you d-mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n-gga
i was only twenty, pistol case, you know i went federal
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
n-gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature

[verse 1: el snappo]
n-gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature
chicken, n-gga
how you d-mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n-gga?
how you d-mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n-gga
if rap don’t work, i’m right back in the trap, back to servin’, n-gga
poor-ass n-gga, eatin’ chicken nuggets, jamal murray, n-gga
n-gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature
n-gga, we are not the same, we are not identical
n-gga, we are not the same, we are not similar
i’m a real chicken getter, standin’ on principle
gettin’ money, skippin’ school, n-gga, f-ck the princ-p-l
chicken, n-gga
all this motherf-ckin’ money, n-gga, i feel invincible
you ain’t gettin’ no f-ckin’ money, that’s why your ass miserable
back in elementary, i knew i wanted to sell dope, n-gga
[chorus: el snappo & 1900rugrat]
chicken, n-gga
how you d-mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n-gga?
how you d-mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n-gga
i was only twenty, pistol case, you know i went federal
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
n-gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature (grrah, grrah)

[verse 2: 1900rugrat]
huh, huh, yeah, huh, i’m a chicken getter (grrah, grrah)
he gon’ get fried about that b-tch, that boy chicken tenders (bah, bah)
seen the keys in the porsche truck, had to hit the window (skrrt)
fresh as h-ll, fourteen, with a dirty pistol (huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh)
i was fifteen when i went up the road
came back, poppin sh-t for all them p-ssy hatin’ hoes (huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh)
i thought lil’ bro was real ’til he wrote a statement on me (’til he wrote a statement on me)
ain’t have no car, bust a jugg and went to skatin’ on ’em (uh, uh)
every day i hit the atm, i feel like i’m a cashier (yeah)
and i been laughin’ to the bank for all the time that they was laughin’ (b-tch)
turn a fourteen to a thirty-one, i’m in here doin’ mathematics
go and ask about the l, where i’m from, it ain’t no bad badges (come on, come on, yeah, huh, huh)

- el snappo

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