Chicken Hawk - Mack 10

Quietly I stalk, niggas call me the Chicken Hawk

Approach with my gun in a two-one-one

As I sick 'em lay my victim may I lick 'em

All action stop nobody move no pop

As I wreck shop red alert make yo blood squirt

When I work in the brownies and the high top chucks to do dirt

Keep it sound put it down my way

Protected by an A.K.

as I search for my pray

Through the ghetto hit the peddle every corner I’m turning

Look for the money the kilos and the gallons of shermin nigga

Till we meet I stash my heat

Neat in my baggage do damage nasty as a savage

Looking for the cabbage

Its own 20 grand I spot a bird in hand

As I spread my wing span, I swoop ready to land

Gotta get him hit the spot grab the sack

And I shake it blessed with the game to make it

Plus it’s easier to take it, nigga

I’m a chicken hawk huntin' for a chicken

Stickin', my hit to ya brain with the cane, nigga

I’m a chicken hawk huntin for a chicken

Stickin', my hit to ya brain with the cane, nigga

«Don't make me kill everybody on this motherfucker»

On a late night creep the hawk soars on a mission

Mashin' through the hood nerd this nigga had the chickens

36 zones in each sack to be exact

Got 50 G’s or more in street value worth of crack

As he put it down out of control with the cavey

Got Benzos on the grass twistin front and back Caddys

Capacino sted of coffe moet

No more rossie Rolex diamonds all glossy

Glossy Mr. Flossy sewed up the block keys to double up rock

I gotta lick heem nigga want know heen when I get heem me

Shoot strate never hesitate fools cooperate

Or I drag 'em, tag 'em body bag 'em with my magnum

Heat in yo chest how we do it in the west

I gaffle up yo dope and fly back to my nest

I stalk hit up in chalk all over the sidewalk

Its Mack 10 foe life better know as the chicken hawk

Allo

Yeah nigga, I got yo bitch, so take all the chickens you got

And put 'em in a dumpster behind The Forum or I’m killing this motherfucker

Fuck this nigga don’t give any shit

Bitch shut the fuck up right now

On a midnight flight the hawk glides through the breeze

Pull my wings at ease as I lands in the palm trees

Overlook my lick set my scope like a sniper

Hawk the bitch piper be alarmed foe the type a fool

That ah hoo ride when he doo ride

I came ruff out the box Inglewood school of hard nots, nigga

A gaffle dick is all I ever gave a ho

Where peneltons not a cape so I can’t save a ho

Mack 10 just stepped off the planet of the apes

For the money and dope I never rapes I duct tapes bitches

Mack 'em down flag 'em down they pull over

Fill lucky as a four leaf clover in a Range Rover

They never know its the hawk his self

My eyes redder than red with St. Ides on my breath

I draw down all this lickin' got me nervous so I’m twitchin'

Bitch two to the dome or take me to yo nigga chickens

Foe life

Allo?

Oh I see you Mr. Funny-man

Aw motherfuckin'

Yeah you’re the kind of nigga that ???

with your bitch

Well listen to this motherfucker

Aaaaahhhhhhaaaaa