Chicken Chords by Mark Battles
- Key: F#m
- BPM: 92
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
CHICKEN ACORDES
[Start] [Intro] F#m D F#m ■ ■ I'm a real deep thinker you know ■ D Sometimes it don't even be about nothing serious F#m D F#m I'm just real observant ■ and I know this D Why do you niggas be hatin' man [Verse] F#m Baby mama's tripping cause I'm on a mission D Nigga on the grind D Trying to hustle for the chicken F#m I ain't really tripping dog I'm with it if you with it D Man I ain't worry 'bout a hater in a minute F#m Take it to the limit I mean why not D I really had to earn everything I got F#m Look back at 'em and I said bye bye D Laughing at these niggas like ha Ha F#m Why you worshiping money What's close to a nigga D All hooks no bars I'm exposing you niggas F#m Scared to fall in love they just ho's to a nigga D F#m Hit it one time she propose to a nigga D Let me get a chance D Fifteen my brother dies wasn't in the plans F#m Steppops in the fans so I've been the man D F#m I'ma keep killing beats let them niggas dance F#m Thinkin of the times I was starvin' D Home was for my daughter but the pain make me harder F#m Jumping off the bench cause the game need a starter D F#m Current top five bring my name up regardless F#m Bro you know you flow trashy D I don't like you nigga if you wanted it then get at me F#m Pretty boy style but I keep the hair nappy D Turn Kylie to a women F#m Have her stuntin' like her daddy F#m Got the hustle of an athlete D Keep your mind subtle you in trouble if you lackin' F#m It's practice double up the madness D F#m A budget for the fashion and a hundred for the taxes F#m Obama tryin' to jack us D F#m Die for my tribe man these niggas got it backwards F#m No love for these bastards D All for my ex she ain't never been a factor [Chorus] F#m Baby mama's tripping cause I'm on a mission D Nigga on the grind D Trying to hustle for the chicken F#m D I ain't really tripping dog I'm with it if you with it D Man I ain't worry 'bout a hater in a minute F#m Take it to the limit I mean why not D I really had to earn everything I got F#m D Look back at 'em and I said bye bye F#m Laughing at these niggas like ha Ha [Verse] F#m From Afghanistan where you never get a chance D And the rest of the world treats you lesser then a man F#m Doing what I can but the pressure in the plan D Homeless with a child had to dress her in the Van F#m You wouldn't understand so just call me what I am D I ain't talkin' 'bout Drake my nigga Aubrey got the Grams F#m Tomorrow's never promised so I party with the fam D F#m I need it more then you I'm so sorry for this man D I'm feeling blessed lately selling out shows D Now the ho's wanna date me F#m You don't like me now I'ma probably make you hate me D Made my mamma proud give a hell why you rate me F#m Yeah now it's back to the basics D He gave me the vision thankin' God for the Lasik F#m Praise every quote so close I can taste it D F#m All I know is three's 'til them niggas learn the language F#m I met a chick out in Portland D Face wasn't nothin' but her lips were enormous F#m Tits made her gorgeous F#m The hips was proportional D F#m Only call me daddy think I turned her to an orphan F#m We gonna end up with a fortune D F#m Scoop your gal up cause the engine full of horses F#m I pray we make it to the morning D Album number one you can take it as a warning [Chorus] F#m Baby mama's tripping cause I'm on a mission D Nigga on the grind D Trying to hustle for the chicken F#m I ain't really tripping dog I'm with it if you with it D Man I ain't worry 'bout a hater in a minute F#m Take it to the limit I mean why not D F#m I really had to earn everything I ■ got D F#m D F#m D F#m D Look back at 'em and I ■ ■ ■ said bye bye ■ ■ [Outro] F#m D F#m D F#m D F#m D F#m ■ Laughing at these niggas like ■ ■ ■ ha Ha ■ ■