Ridin & Smokin Chicken Hill Productions (Ft. B-Legit, Brotha Lynch Hung, C Plus (USA) & WC)
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[Intro: WC]
Hallway on the beat
Hallway on the beat
Sound like a gang of elephants in the trunk around this motherfucker
Somebody let them motherfuckers out
What's happenin'?
What's happenin' with it?
Chicken Hill
Motherfucker
I see ya'll
[Verse 1: WC]
Hustle all day
Leaving hater sauteed
Down on my knees, shootin' dice in the hallway
Yeah nigga, time to turn the noise up
Play time is over, pick them motherfuckin' toys up
Here come a savage, I'm grabbin' my hammer and shatter em'
Crackin' all the lenses in your paparazzi cameras
That O.E. 4-0, with a stagger
Bald headed Ingle motherfucker with no manners
Skip skippin' and grippin' the full clip
I'm firing up that good again and
Ya'll bullshittin' in it
Fuck a love rap, where them dubs at?
I'm a thug, grind to the tops with bird tucked in my buttcrack
From South Central to Northern Cali
I galley through the alley with the gamblers
Hard crack scramblers
Who got the game sealed?
Niggas better say Chicken Hill
Move back, we 'bout to pop like pills
Hallway on the beat
Hallway on the beat
Sound like a gang of elephants in the trunk around this motherfucker
Somebody let them motherfuckers out
What's happenin'?
What's happenin' with it?
Chicken Hill
Motherfucker
I see ya'll
[Verse 1: WC]
Hustle all day
Leaving hater sauteed
Down on my knees, shootin' dice in the hallway
Yeah nigga, time to turn the noise up
Play time is over, pick them motherfuckin' toys up
Here come a savage, I'm grabbin' my hammer and shatter em'
Crackin' all the lenses in your paparazzi cameras
That O.E. 4-0, with a stagger
Bald headed Ingle motherfucker with no manners
Skip skippin' and grippin' the full clip
I'm firing up that good again and
Ya'll bullshittin' in it
Fuck a love rap, where them dubs at?
I'm a thug, grind to the tops with bird tucked in my buttcrack
From South Central to Northern Cali
I galley through the alley with the gamblers
Hard crack scramblers
Who got the game sealed?
Niggas better say Chicken Hill
Move back, we 'bout to pop like pills
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