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2pots - chicken p lyrics

[intro]
yeah
wha?
ayy

[verse]
two pots, one stove, give me thirty minutes
b*tter knife, pyrex and the dirty dishes
i can’t slow down, i know this drank f*ckin’ up my kidneys
lil’ dog, you could google me or ask about me in your city
f*ckin’ with me, boy, you silly, i bought two bricks, it cost me fifty
i gotta go back home to get the stick, lil’ dog, i brought it with me
my pocket full of strips, blues on like i grew up with nipsey
wa
two pots, one stove and a half a chicken
no spend all year, that’s ’bout a half a ticket
‘member i was broke, down bad, i had to grab a biscuit
hook they ass with the straight drop then it’s back to whippin’
runnin’ laps, it got me dizzy, my junkie mad her needle missin’
put the microwave in the bas*m*nt, i don’t need the kitchen
b*tch, quit talkin’ to me while i’m cookin’, can’t you see i’m busy?
all you see this n*gga keep on lookin’, let me see the [?] (yeah)
say they want that g sh*t, huh, i’ma give it to ’em
lil’ bro say he love the way i mix, want me to blend it for him
my one b*tch say she stupid with her check, want me to spend it for her
it smell like crack, bread, cigarettes when i walk in the door
two pots, one stove, give me twenty minutes
i just whipped a lil’ nine to a half a chicken
i got a lil’ stash, they ain’t gon’ find, just don’t act suspicious
fell off and got back on my grind, now it’s back to business
fell off and got back on my grind, now it’s back to business

- chicken p lyrics

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