Mack 10 - Chicken Hawk II lyrics

rate me

Talking: The record you about to hear is basically true.

The names have been changed to protect the guilty. (You a cold nigga)

Some breathe gangsta shit,

we dream of gangsta shit (Repeat)

Verse 1

I hit licks nigga lead the hood in strong arm

'bout to get more chickens than Foster Farms

Now give it up or die this a mothafuckin' jack

hustlas guard yo sack the chicken hawk is back

Impatiently waiting out of hunger

my instinct to kill got stronger

my wingspan's longer

my guns loaded up and before you know what hit you

I jump off the wire swoop and then I get you

And fuck a tussle bitch cause all I do is shoot

put lead in ya dome take ya sack and ya loot

With a foe foe (.44) revolver so my strap ain't a jammer

I want pure Peruvian no cuttin' Arm & Hammer

Gotta take what I need that's how the ball bounces

now decide if you go die over thirty six ounces

Before I go make sure no cameras in the vents

pull a feather from my tail and dust off my claw prints

Nigga

Chorus

You knew that I was dangerous

when ya took it

Look the Chicken Hawk two is after you

(Repeat)

In search of super chicken (Have you seen him?)

(Repeat 4X)

Verse 2

Yo girl gave me the cock

but now she holla rape

So I take her to my nest

and wrap her with the duct tape

Pull my heat out squeeze and make these Teflons melt her

and watch blood drip all down the walls like Heltah Skeltah

Take flight over the woods to drop the body

and hit a lake to rinse off 'cause my feathers all spotty

I stalk once again caught my prey by surprise

look in his eyes if he lies he dies before sunrise

Where the work at fool the jack is on

you feel the wrath of the chrome

kick in or get your noodles blown

So hurry the fuck up nigga take me to the safe

It ain't no time to waste with this Magnum in ya face

Make one false move I swear the gunshots rang out

first I'ma kill you then I'ma blow ya bitch brains out

A hawks technicality is pecking for his salary

so keep the dope whoopin' while the Hawk'll keep swoopin'

Chorus

Mack Dime and that's one to grow on mothafuckas.