[Intro]
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken
Passion Playas
Stole my chicken

[Chorus: Sample]
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken
Stole my chicken, stole my chicken

[Verse 1: Slim Guerilla]
He got what's coming, that boy thought I was dummy
Running with my chicken mean you running with my money
Get the tools, make it crank, bitch, I'm riding in that tank
I ain't Waka Flocka, but a nigga go hard up in that paint
Sipping Texas tea with my G's, balling off that drink
Evil shawty on my side, bet her face will make you faint
She ain't got to hesitate, if it's up, she make it pump
Make it loud, click, clack, bow, boy, your time is up
It's the playa, playa creep, Reebox soldiers on my feet
Passion Playas eight deep, but tonight I'm 2D
Money right beside me, Houston to the Ville, nigga
Coming for my chicken, bitch, I'm trying to make a mill, nigga
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