Chords for C-Bo - Birds In The Kitchen feat. E-40 - Tales From The Crypt - [Official Music Video]

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[E] _ [G] Yeah, [Ab] you know what I'm saying?
[Gm] Got Big Daddy in the house, you know what I'm saying?
We [Ab] got fat tracks, [G] we're going down like this, you know [Eb] what I'm saying?
[E] All you [Fm] motherfuckers that got paid, all [Ab] you, all you Lexus [Gm] lovers, you know what I'm saying?
[Eb] It's going down.
I stepped out the [Ab] house about noon on a [G] hot sunny day, the [Eb] 16th of [E] June.
[F] Backed out my driveway about [Ab] to get in traffic.
[G] Glanced at my pad since I'm back [Eb] when I didn't have shit.
So I'm giving thanks to my [Ab] empty Big Ike.
And [G] I grab my nuts on them [Eb] fools that don't [E] like me.
Take [F] my bank stack, snap [Ab] back to reality.
See, [G] I'm on white and gold [Eb] J's, not Rowley's, not killer Cali.
I'm where the [Ab] house is, me hanging on the [G] cliffs.
Overlooking the [Eb] ocean, [B] three wheel [F] motion.
Coasting [Ab] down 23rd, smoking herb, [G] kind of herb.
Off some [F] jenny juice, shook up with some Thunderbird.
Ha, [Ab] you know the C-O-W-B [G]-O-Y.
Can't kick it, [Eb] I hit you [B] wicked for a meal [F] ticket.
I break some up [Ab] like it's some Bill Watts college [G] football.
Cracking [Eb] helmets, running Charles [F] White, y'all.
Know the [Ab] deal, feel me.
[G] And if you don't, after [Eb] this, you can [G] kill me.
I'm on a mission to make [Ab] the world say he's the [G] best.
I'm the pound like Major Mast.
[Eb] Dropping sounds like human pets.
I've had my foot in the [Ab] door for only two [G] years.
And I'm kicking them more dust [Eb] than the [G] Zulu tribe with spears.
So [Ab] bring up the rear and run them out the [G] front.
And when they come [Eb] out, I like to run.
[Gm] Cause I be standing in the [Ab] kitchen, palms itching.
[G] While my niggas cook by [Eb] the court of [E] chickens.
[G] Hoping that the [Ab] federalities don't raid.
[Gm] Cause all a nigga wanna do is get paid.
Cause I be standing in the [Ab] kitchen, palms itching.
[G] While my niggas cook by [Eb] the court of [E] chickens.
[Fm] Hoping that the federalities [Ab] don't raid.
[G] Cause all a nigga wanna do [Eb] is get paid.
So lay it down and if it's dope, [Ab] I swing.
Silly sucker [G] and bring a million [Eb] copies like when [B] Whitney.
You [F] know the [Ab] deal, it's that nigga from realer than real.
[G] Dropping bomb kills, so pay ten [F] at the door and feel.
I [Ab] get hot like dry ice.
They calling [G] me Bob Parker cause the [Eb] price is right.
[E] Fuck [G] seventeen [Ab] fives, that's too high.
It depends [G] how many you want, it's only [Eb] ten when we buy.
I'm getting my mail on.
They saying [Ab] they're waving a slogan, that's getting their tail on.
It's [G] Ray G breaking up keys, like a [Eb] nigga's mother.
[E] I'm moving [G] the hell on.
[Ab] I'm out at five, running off kicks.
Top [G] notch chicks.
Fools that [Eb] I never knew.
All on [F] my dick.
It's on [Ab] mobile phone.
Fat [G] bros.
Folks, [Eb] hoops full [B] of juice with fat [F] hoes.
That's why I got to [Ab] keep my distance.
Keeping [G] a 7-11 number, so they got [Eb] the closed business.
This is [F] the sickness in my bones, keeping me in the zone.
[G] I'm steady flowing, but you ain't knowing [Ab] because you [C] bitch-hoing.
Wanna [G] rip them quick fools, because I kicks it.
From bald head, perms, the curls, to [Eb] the apple [Ab]-istic.
Sick as I be standing in the kitchen.
Palms itching [G] while my niggas cook fried [Eb] and quartered [E] chickens.
[Fm] Hoping that the federalities [Ab] don't raid.
[Gm] Because all a nigga want to do is get paid.
As I be standing in the kitchen, [Ab] palms itching, [G] while my niggas twist fried [Eb] and quartered [B] chickens.
[F] Hoping that the federalities [Ab] don't raid.
Because all [Gm] a nigga really want to do [Eb] is get paid.
I grab [Ab] the duffel bag, full of the [G] yayo.
Most [Eb] strapped in the white [B] boys and [F] white go-hats in the [Ab] tin-tail.
850 [G] Benz on my cell [Eb] phone chip.
Hustling, [Ab] looking out for the P.D.
You [G] know the enemy, yelling [Eb] freeze, trying [E] to take all [F] my G's.
I [Ab] never liked being broke.
[G] I'd rather slang dope and [Eb] make a cash flow.
I [Ab] used to fossoon the block with the O [G].G.'s.
Now every time [Eb] I page the ring, there's [E] more than four [F] G's.
[Ab] The main-pang slanger in your [G] neighborhood.
That always thought [Eb] that days would never become this good.
[Ab] Got the plug for ten in the draft.
[G] I slap my birds on [Eb] wings and [E] fly them out.
[G] It's called [Ab] survival.
You gotta win to [F] survive.
I lose to the pen with a L doing 25.
Cause I be standing [Ab] in the kitchen, palms itching.
[G] While my niggas twist fried [Eb] and quartered [E] chickens.
[Fm] Hoping that the federalities [Ab] don't raid.
[Gm] Because all a nigga really want to do is get paid.
Cause I be standing [Ab] in the kitchen, palms itching.
[G] While my niggas twist fried [Eb] and quartered [E] chickens.
[G] Hoping that the federalities [Ab] don't raid.
Because all [Gm] a nigga want is to [Eb] get paid. Bitch. _ _ _ _ _ _
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