Chuck Paradi$e - 6 Pc Hot (To Go)

Yo brody look at this shit
Goofy ass n***** man
N***** all in the Popeyes all hungry
Look at these stupid ass n*****
For a 6 piece I got you
Im in the cut like peroxide
Dont let them shots fly
6 Piece Popeyes (Sinner) (Bubba boom)
Im in the cut like peroxide
(Doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Dont let them shots fly
6 Piece Popeyes (Ima sinner)
I set the tone for the chrome hard caliber (Yeah)
Bullets hit ya melon bust ya dome like Gallagher (Bubba boom)
This heat different make the weather like Africa (Its Hot)
When it come to stickin' Ima legend like Acura
Cut the bullshit (Bitch) mack 11 catch a full clip
Ya whole crew hit
Leave the scene on some cool shit (Skrrrt)
Brand new whip I be floatin' wit a rude bitch
Lookin like the young Stacey Dash did in Clueless
(And I dont pay to play)
Im a beast like some shit up out of X-Men
Bussin' on the road off a blue I feel excellent (I feel great)
Talkin' thru computers we gone pull up ya address then (We comin)
That long black hearse gone be what you get left in (You gettin stretched)
Martin Pam n**** you can get the steppin (Step)
Hollow tips make you boogie oogie Its Elektrik
In ya house lookin for the safe like asbestos
If we dont get the combo you grant ya own death wish (N**** you gone)
My my my, you was singing like you Johnny Gill
He a snitch thats that shit that got Gotti killed
Rollin through the set seen him parkin up on Homi Hill (Yeah)
If I dont hit em wit the 9 bet the tommy will (Blaow)
Green Power Ranger bitch Im makin Tommy kills (Ha)
Had the 40 cal smokin' out the black Bonneville (Ooh)
6 Piece wit the biscuit not the Popeyes (6 Piece)
Pussy you was easier to catch than a pop fly (N**** look up)
Pop fly better be about that Rambo
We got stockpiles we aint runnin outta ammo (Easy)
You n***** ass Ill pass change the channel on em
Heard they had they block on fire now its candles on em
Barry Manilow a slow song change the panel on em
Press, Wont know whats comin next hit the random on em
Flex n**** you can set the bet
Its whatever scoob
Ima get some neck thats gone put me in a better mood
If I get upset, u get wet, n***** airing you
Make ya social status permanently unavailable (You off the books)
Should've known not to fuck with the Cartel
Poke you throw you off the boat hopin' that the sharks smell
We aint playin round no my circle aint a carousel
I just made a sale
Told my homie go and grab the scale (Go get the scale)
Its a drill when it come gettin dollars bills
And its the method bitch
You aint got the proper skills
(Huh) Im in the cut like peroxide
Dont let them shots fly
6 Piece Popeyes (Sinner)
(Hey) Im in the cut like peroxide
Dont let them shots fly
6 Piece Popeyes (Ima sinner)

Written by:
Tim Benifield

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