C-murder - Cluckers lyrics

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C-murder - Cluckers lyrics

Cluckers x24 [C-Murder] Throw me a shotgun n***a, lets get high tonight Oh god please, dont let a n***a die tonight I'm serving cluckers on the set, like 24-7 If I get k**ed, I know I'm not going to heaven I did too much dirt, commited too many sins Just scored two keys with k**ers, in a room, toastin with him It's time to break that sh** down, and bag it up We make crack like this, now we gotta sell this stuff Mom's trippin, wanna know why I got two beepers I couldn't tell her one for the hoes, and uh, one for them tweakers Now my money comin fast like a motherf**ing nut And if you catch me doing bad, n***a, you gots to give it up fool Break yourself cause, uh, I'm bout robbing Check my rapsheet n***a, and ask my homies Steady Mobb'n We be some crazy n***as, we're some hard motherf**ers It's time to check my crackhouse n***a, it's time to check my cluckers Cluckers x24 [Fiend] Once again young Fiend is on the block Dodging the cops, working out the murder shop You heard of the rock, well n***a, I'm slanging it The sh** won't ever stop cause I aint got no shame in it My n***as g**ning it, lettin thier khaki's sag While I'm sellin y'all down to the shaker bags Break em back, ten it is, and my condition they see me Behind my paper, beatin your hands, steady grinning, from the beginning I knew I could sell all construction Motherf** those dealin, n***a i'm tryin to make somethin Aint no settlin for nothin, n***a, i'm tryin to meet dollars Mister?????, and ain't he spendin all them powers Strawberry swallowa, but stones all in the nut Fiend got em hypnotized doin his drug dealer strut Pull up, not giving a f** like T and T Tucker If you want some D, come see me motherf**er Cluckers x24

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