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Mpmania Mix 39

Mpmania Mix 39

Sleepy Hallow – Chicken/Mi No Sabe [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Jamaican-American rapper, singer, Sleepy Hallow premieres the visual for two songs in one piece, “Chicken” and “Mi No Sabe”, both produced by Great John. Watch the video, listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Sleepy Hallow Chicken Mi No Sabe

Sleepy Hallow Chicken Mi No Sabe

The Brooklyn drill scene is still as vibrant as ever, and it’s due in part to the success of The Winner’s Circle. Sheff G and Sleepy Hallow have been carving their own lane. Sheff G has already delivered a few projects in the two years since inking a deal with RCA and now, it’s Sleepy Hallow’s time to shine. The buzzing artist is revving up for the release of his debut album, Still Sleep? due out next week and ahead of its release, he returned with two new singles, “Chicken” and “Mi No Sabe” which also arrived with an accompanying visual. The latest records prove just how much Sleepy Hallow thrives on the most unconventional samples.

Sleepy Hallow – Chicken (prod. Great John)

Sleepy Hallow – Mi No Sabe (prod. Great John)

Lyrics

Chicken

[Intro]
Chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna, chicken and macaroni, chillin’ with my homies (It’s Great John beats baby)
(Great John on the beat by the way)

Chicken-chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna, chicken and macaroni, chillin’ with my homies
I’m doing shit you imagine, ayy
I used to trap, flip, we doing shit you imagine, ayy

[Verse 1]
I used to trap, flip, we doing shit you imagine, ayy
Ran up at Saks Fifth, I spent a brick on the fashion
My body different, that’s all she could say when we kick it
I just seen the opps, had them dodging and dippin’
Popped a Perc’ and that shit had me trippin’, ayy
Run up, ayy (Run Up), I get you done up
I ain’t trusting a soul, that’s a set up
Told lil’ bro let off shots, never let up
If they slip then we slide, get wet up
You ain’t really outside, then shut up
No, you can’t sit with the gang, gotta get up
Pull up with gang, we got fifty or better, ayy
Fuck around make it hot in December
I know my heart cold, I was born in the winter
And this ice on my neck make ’em shiver
Told lil’ mama come fuck with a winner
Had my shooters pull up in the sprinter
Boy you food, then we looking for dinner
They can’t see in this whip ’cause it’s tinted, I’m smokin’ on dope, this is not for beginners, ayy

[Chorus]
We getting chicken, chicken
That’s the reason why she’s splittin’, lickin’, ayy
You know they don’t love you, hey
They just tryna get the riches, ayy
Get it (Huh), flip it, if he talking down I’ma lift it
Niggas participating in snitching, you can’t take the heat better get out the kitchen

[Verse 2]
Ain’t no contemplating, get to clicking
You know I’m picky, don’t know who I’m picking
(Sleepy why you outside of this club?)
Cause they said we can’t get the grip in
No feeling, John gon’ cook up the beat, I’ma kill it
I can’t fuck with the fake, I’m the realest
Big EBK, shoot your shot, then we dippin’
Ayy, boy we steppin’
If he move incorrect, I correct him
He get popped like a cork when we test him
Rap with the opps, we throw shots at the session
Ayy, that suppresser
Rubber band on the clip, I’ma stretch him
Rubber band on the bread when I check in
Drop me the addy, I bet I address it
Ayy, never stressin’
Just make sure that I get all my credit
We shoot bullets like butter, we spreading
All over blocks at the opps ’till we bloody
Ayy, never settin’
Choppa burn him like Usher, I let it
If he beef with the gang, ain’t no deady
It ain’t no peace with the gang, that’s a lesson, ayy

[Chorus]
We getting chicken, chicken
That’s the reason why she’s splittin’, lickin’, ayy
You know they don’t love you, hey
They just tryna get the riches, ayy
Get it (Huh), flip it, if he talking down I’ma lift it
Niggas participating in snitching, you can’t take the heat better get out the kitchen

[Outro]
Seimoh ym htiw ‘nillihc ,inoracam dna nekcihc ,angolob dna god toh ,gniw nekcihc ,gniw nekcihc-nekcihC
Seimoh ym htiw ‘nillihc ,inoracam dna nekcihc ,angolob dna god toh ,gniw nekcihc ,gniw nekcihC

Mi No Sabe

[Intro]
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe

Great John on the beat, by the way

[Verse]
Bitch I’m unlike most, keep a gun right close
Put my shooter on green, he’ll blow
Even on a red light, he’ll go
Pull up with a mop, I’m tryna clean ’em up
Don’t got it, I’m beating ’em up
Fuck all the opps, they never keeping up
No broom, I sweep ’em up, hol’ on, wait (Huh)
Big body whip, I might crash the Wraith
I give a fuck what a hater say, just know that Sleepy getting paid today, ayy
Turn up, new opp pack, let’s burn up
Brand new kicks, can’t scuff ’em, I spent like fifty on drip for the summer
Nah you buggin’, we spent like a hundred
AMG, push it, I love it, huh
We let off shots and they thought we was drumming
Free smoke, just pull up if you want it
She like, “Sleepy, you all in my stomach”
Nut in her eye, she gon’ see that shit coming
Fuck the fame, I ain’t changing for nothing
Fuck the fame, I ain’t changing for nada
Still’ll clap a nigga, on my momma
I got a thirty clip just for the drama, ayy
Wait, huh

[Outro]
Act like they love me, I know they some liars, ayy, hol’ on
Pop me a 30, Perkys get me higher
Mi no sabe, mi no sabe

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