Freddie Gibbs - Harold's lyrics

(with Madlib) Uhh, n***a n***az was wearin budget Talkin 'bout like, real school third grade Wearin budget, sh**, ya b**h! Yeah I keep a chip off in my cell phone, pocket full of stones Smokin on the strong, Freddy Kane, Freddy Corleone Marshalltown n***az had a n***a runnin home I call collect, get me a 38, now b**h it's on 9 millimeter, Baretta to 40 cal By 23 fresh up out the box, b**h I hold it down I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile Fast forward ten years came back with Roley's with golden crowns Skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off Ski mask on yo' baby daddy? Well that's that n***a loss Pointin my trey five seven, I got my point across A skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off This burnin hole in my pocket got me out here 50 soft 223 on my enemy I tear them b**hes off b**h [Chorus:] Skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom But f** my enemies, what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em b**h, b**h I got 'em; b**h, b**h I got 'em f** my enemies what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em b**h, b**h I got 'em; b**h, b**h I got 'em f** my enemies what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em Uhh - KFC, Harold's, Sharks and Popeyes Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties A fresh Delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats I got my license now I'm backseat f**in every week A thick b**h live in Miller, go to work 3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt Them project n***az hit that b**h that p**y went berserk Don't hit without that Trojan f** around you might get burnt She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto Lock it, p**y pop it, I swear this b**h deserve a medal Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop then get a shovel b**h Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom Freddie Forgiato, all my b**hes spoiled rotten Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin out the barrel Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the Harold's b**h! I remember when they had some 15 right on 15 n***a Fo'sho I used to hit that motherf**er all the time n***a Straight dope stains and chicken wangs, y'knahmsayin? Uhh, yeah, yeah~! [Chorus]