Pick One lyrics - Chief Keef

Remember posted on the block ready for the war

Running up in houses, straight kicking doors

Posted on the front right on Grenshaw

On Indiana toting big guns

When I come through, Hut! Attention

Niggas full of hate they full of tension

Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns

Dead or in jail nigga pick one

Your drawers got lint on it, talking money I been on ya

Don't make me up this fif on ya, give your ass a 51

I be smoking 91, you be smokin' 61

You don't even smoke that 87, you be smokin' that shitty stuff

I be smoking that 93, think I was born in 93

Ben Frank said he was having dinner, he called me and invited me

Cops got pictures of me selling dope, they call me and indicted me

I don't even like to talk but my money it like to speak

You got 15 for a V shit that's aight with me

But I gotta call you back 'cause your first price was beat

On the block it was me, white, pipes and weed

Let an opp pull up, I'ma get the strikey things

Remember posted on the block ready for the war

Running up a house and straight kick in door

Posted on the front right on Grenshaw

On Indian toting big guns

When I come through, Hut! Attention

Niggas full of hate they full of tension

Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns

Dead or in jail nigga pick one

Dead or in jail nigga pick one

Heaven or in hell a nigga in one

I don't play ball I cross the AND1

Shot the 3s, we street ballers, dunk a damn point

I'm rolling up Backwoods fuck your damn joint

I don't like them swishers they don't feel right

You feel like ballin', feel like stallin', what you feel like

I ain't can't get right, I'm Mr. Get Right

I'm riding with that missile I won't miss you, I'm gonna hit you

What's up to the bay, what's up South Central

What's up to L.A., I'm some Chiraq-ass nigga

I still be in my ways, I be totin' my pistol

Remember posted on the block ready for the war

Running up a house and straight kick in door

Posted on the front right on Grenshaw

On Indian toting big guns

When I come through, Hut! Attention

Niggas full of hate they full of tension

Come through with the chopper you can call me Sosa 10 guns

Dead or in jail nigga pick one