Fried Chicken

Esham

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    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 nigga makein cash so easily
    I rolled into town full of playas and snitches
    Every nigga I know be down for riches
    OZ's, 8ths, kilos, and pounds
    Nigga just yo ass 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 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 fucked your bitch man its 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 fuck all the bitches with the hair extensions
    If you see a nigga 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 nigga ass at the liquor sto'
    Cause he said he wouldn't sell me alcohol no mo'
    Fuck that I gotta get my buzz and die
    Get high still DWI
    What the fuck y'all know about a millionaire gettin money slappin hoes screamin I don't care
    I'm the neighborhood crook screamin fuck the hook
    I'm the nigga that snatched yo mom's pocket book
    Wicked shit, shit don't stop forever
    Playa hatas hate me nigga whatever
    I be fuckin these hoes since 94'
    Screamin fuck these tricks in 96'
    Real life I'll life fuckin dikes hangin with Dice screamin what'd it be like
    Nigga ridin', high sidin, suicidein, muder-i-ing
    Nigga 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 pussy 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
    Bitch boy my names Esham for real
    Niggas 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 niggas be dope on the m-i-c
    So fuck what you heard about me before I'm the same ol' nigga
    Esham's dough hoe

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