Chickens Preme (Ft. Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Turn up
DuFlockaRant, number 35
Loyalty
Never change my team, ya know?

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Them chickens go for 35, gotta run my money up
Them chickens go for 35, gotta run my money up
Sellin' weed, my pistol tucked
Sellin' weed, my pistol tucked
All I know is run it up
Got got gotta run my money up

[Verse 1: Preme]
All my life been sellin' birds
Bag 'em up and watch 'em fly
You the killa, you get killed
Where I'm from, it's do or die
Been to jail a hundred times and I ain't never dropped a dime
All my homies walk with Rollies, we ain't scared of gettin' time
See me?
Skip college, Chose cocaine, tote proper
I'm a grown man, no problem
If you need work, I got it
Can't tell these young niggas shit
Cause we done came from the bottom
Still got my hand on my hammer
That's a nail in yo coffin'
One Pac came wit that lama
And walk up out with that chopper
I give ten Gs to my shooter
Mail yo' head to yo mamma, nigga
Two birds in my back, I got two birds in my back
I sell one to get bread; I keep one to get head
Come on