Cluckers x24[C-Murder]Throw me a shotgun nigga, lets get high tonightOh god please, dont let a nigga die tonightI’m serving cluckers on the set, like 24-7If I get killed, I know I’m not going to heavenI did too much dirt, commited too many sinsJust scored two keys with killers, in a room, toastin with himIt’s time to break that shit down, and bag it upWe make crack like this, now we gotta sell this stuffMom’s trippin, wanna know why I got two beepersI couldn’t tell her one for the hoes, and uh, one for them tweakersNow my money comin fast like a motherfucking nutAnd if you catch me doing bad, nigga, you gots to give it up foolBreak yourself cause, uh, I’m bout robbingCheck my rapsheet nigga, and ask my homies Steady Mobb’nWe be some crazy niggas, we’re some hard motherfuckersIt’s time to check my crackhouse nigga, it’s time to check my cluckersCluckers x24[Fiend]Once again young Fiend is on the blockDodging the cops, working out the murder shopYou heard of the rock, well nigga, I’m slanging itThe shit won’t ever stop cause I aint got no shame in itMy niggas gangbanging it, lettin thier khaki’s sagWhile I’m sellin y’all down to the shaker bagsBreak em back, ten it is, and my condition they see meBehind my paper, beatin your hands, steady grinning, from the beginningI knew I could sell all constructionMotherfuck those dealin, nigga i’m tryin to make somethinAint no settlin for nothin, nigga, i’m tryin to meet dollarsMister ?????, and ain’t he spendin all them powersStrawberry swallowa, but stones all in the nutFiend got em hypnotized doin his drug dealer strutPull up, not giving a fuck like T and T TuckerIf you want some D, come see me motherfucker