Fried Chicken (Explicit)

Fried Chicken (Explicit) - ICE-T

Yo ni**a your moma got two

Feet growin' out of titties

B**ch fell down and kept runnin'

Off to the studio late night

It's time to cut another track

It's gotta be hype got

My rhyme book in hand

A blue loose leaf

Anybody moves on

That they get loose teeth

Evil's got the funky beat a stupid d**e loop

But the record's kind of old

What we gonna do troop

We gotta clean it up 'cause it's so d**e

Tried the rubbin' alcohol even the ivory soap

But no matter what we

Do the record keeps clickin'

F**k it

Yo you give me some of

That damn fried chicken

Oh yea oh yea

This sound kinda nice man alright

Definitely go for it

I think niggaz gonna give a crack

On it which he uses right

You f**ked it yea

Everybody do it out

My heart is going down