Wayne lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Think I'm Wayne
You say you wanna fight nigga swing
You say you wanna blow pipes nigga bang
I'm riding in that Fighting Liu Kang
That's why I can fuck your wife and you can't
Young Batman, Bruce Wayne
Don't make me torch it nigga blue flames
In that big body, riding two lanes
And I'm grindin hard like I'm fucking Wayne nigga
Like I'm Wayne nigga

This Back From The Dead 2 this ain't Tha Carter 3
You owe me money I want an apology
I want your fingers so you cannot count to 3
We pullin up in trilogies we poppin 3
I'm never studying a nigga no astrology
Walk up in the mall like I just hit the lottery
And I'm still rollin dice no monopoly
I can't be controlled this ain't no colosseum
Don't fuck with boys this ain't no everybody-ology
I only speak money they only talk shit
I'm examining money, you broke-a-ology
But when we bring these guns up acknowledge these

[Hook]

Birdman
Bitch I got them birds man
Automatic 30
Pull up in a clean car, do em dirty
Yeah, Sosa Wayne, I got Young Money and Mack Maine
Pull up in that Cash Money thang
Big Tymers blang, blang, blang, blang
I be balling like I'm Stunna
Nigga you be balding like you Stunna, bald head nigga
I’m a shotter with some dreads nigga
Send bullets like brrrrr, Sosa Birdman nigga

[Hook]

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B's lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Swag, throwing b's up
I got my gat and I'm throwing b's up
I'm throwing b's up, smoking trees up
She top me, then I leave her
I'm blood gang I be throw b's up
Them diamonds in my chain put them c's up
Seazy I throw a b's b
Blood gang pistols knock down tree tree

What I'm doing, smoking tree tree
Getting that knee knee
With a thot name Kiki, her nigga wanna be me
I'm throwing that bibi bullet fine like Lil Bibby
Watching my chain go bling bling, this shit like Lil Peepee
Almighty Sosa Big Glo, made that boss shit look easy
Say you wanna catch me though if you walk in you won't see me
Pull up playin' repo takin' every nigga I'm seeing
What I ain't I'll never be, what I am I'm being

[Hook]

These choppas knocks down trees trees
Choppas knock down heads and knees knees and feet, feet
Shooting up feet, feet
We shootin' targets we don't shoot no teetee
I'm too turnt, bitch I'm TT
We know drama just like TnT
It's no comparin' he and me
Up this gun shoot his ass, cause it's he or me

[Hook]

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"Almighty So" (2013)




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Almighty So Intro lyrics - Chief Keef

Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up

Jungle block got thrown
Pull up myself, keep on going
If you know I am getting guwop by now
Turn up
Got 30 shots and this in and you got that
Turn up
These fuck boys know where I come from
That O game bitch ain't no game bitch, ain't worried bout none
Dolla thigh got a pom pom
And I'm almighty so so you know that all my fellow
First 4 keys, 2's for a pound of weed
My niggas in the field always blowing up my G
Everybody blunt, steady growing over me
I just hit a pint of lean, I just put my own to sleep
Ye ain't know how hard as streets that's me
I get so much money that these niggas mad at me
I'm too busy at a time picked
All ya'll foe a nigga out of me

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Sucka lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Cdai)

Cdai, What up son
Sosa Baby
Know I'm rocking baby
Gbe baby

[Hook:]
They like Sosa where you been at sucka?
I've been buyin drugs for this shit sucka
I'm a up this motherfucker like get back sucka
I'm gon shoot yo fuckin ass, you ain't no damn care sucka

Cdai, What up son
Sosa Baby
Know I'm rocking baby
Gbe baby

[Hook:]
They like Sosa where you been at sucka?
I've been buyin drugs for this shit sucka
I'm a up this motherfucker like get back sucka
I'm gon shoot yo fuckin ass, you ain't no damn care sucka
You ain't no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo block and have them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shells gon damage up
With this 4-5 ain't no jamming us
Sucka suckas suckas

You know I ain't going lika a sucka motherfucker
In the plug, in the game, I ain't no Wonder Woman
Gold round my waist, got so much money on me
I fuck em fuck em fuck em

Niggas talkin that chief sosa
Fuck em fuck em
Got a 50, it's so big I can't tuck it
That nigga run up on me, I'm so thirsty so bust him
Like baka baka baka
That motherfucker is a mother sucker
Cdai got 22 shotz he from 600
You ain't getting rock star passes, I'm now at Martin, sucka

[x2:]
Got a AK with a knife on it
Sucka
You a brick we put yo life on it
Sucka

[Hook:]
They like Sosa where you been? Yea sucka
I've been buyin drugs for this shit yea sucka
I'm a up this motherfucker like get back sucka
I'm gon shoot yo fuckin ass, you ain't no damn care sucka
You ain't no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo block and have them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shells gon damage up
With this 4-5 ain't no jamming us
Sucka suckas suckas

[Cdai:]
The police driving be, I testimony no nothing
Ya'll ain't shooting guns man stop it cuss
Don't make me send that 23 shot Glock at ya
Cdai where you been at sucka?
I've been up on o-block but bitch I'm from 600
I catch his ass, that's his ass
Smoke his ass just like some ganja
Dumb fuck should of ran but his ass wanna run up
I ain't playing I'm just saying got the K's in the van
And the flows, leave em leaying, on the ground where he stand
On my mans, I put 15 in a nigga head
Smoking on point this gas
Just kill a fuck nigga, real fast

[Hook:]
They like Sosa where you been at sucka?
I've been buyin drugs for this shit yea sucka
I'm a up this motherfucker like get back sucka
I'm gon shoot yo fuckin ass, you ain't no damn care sucka
You ain't no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo block and have them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shell gon damage up
With this 4-5 ain't no jamming us
Sucka suckas suckas

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Ape Shit lyrics - Chief keef

Yea, me and my nigga – the Almighty SO
See ya'll fuck niggas out there perpetrate balling
Actin like ya'll getting some money or something

Damn damn damn
I've been all the way for real nigga
Damn damn damn damn damn damn
You throw them trash bags around, you feel me?
It's the Almighty SO
Damn damn damn damn damn damn
It's the DJ Scream nigga
Ayo Sosa go Ape Shit on the niggas

Remember sellin blows at my grandma house
Now I got enough my nigga, gra grandma house.
Try to rob me, I'm a pull that Nina out
If you stand is so the club stick it up
You lil mickey mouse, don't be snitchin now
'Cause I'll send my hitters to come trace you down.
Nina toat a dildo, and she'll dick you down
It say with the Glo, put em in a clouds
I'm thirsty shit feelin itchy though
Let me catch a nigga, get this nigga down
I was totin 50, now I'm pimpin up
I need to bust them messes enough

Go ape shit, go ape shit
Don't make us pull the guns on rotation
Nina let me down and oh baby
We're pulling out them choopas like the Haitians
Like the 80s, I'm going crazy
All this guwop, all these foreigns baby
Lot of shots in all these guns baby
I know you wanna have my son, baby

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Hunchoz lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook - Chief Keef:]
How much he got? I'm gone though
Tell that nigga call my phone though
Come through beating 30's like some
Congo's this nigga better hold my gun
Bro I need a pint how much you want though
He better want 6hunchoz I got pulled over
Doing a hunchoz off a hundred blunts
Pockets filled of hunchoz

[Verse - Chief Keef:]
I'm off the dope
All out in public walk in the mall like fuck it
I buy everything I wanted cause I remember
When I couldn't well now I got them hunchoz
Money long like rapunzel hair you think you got
Them hunchoz believe me boy you don't even want
To go there Glock 17 so rare shoot your ass
Dead in your air come through blowing shit down cold air
Going crazy like my auntie Sonya

[Hook - Chief Keef:]
How much he got? I'm gone though
Tell that nigga call my phone though
Come through beating 30's like some
Congo's this nigga better hold my gun
Bro I need a pint how much you want though
He better want 6hunchoz I got pulled over
Doing a hunchoz off a hundred blunts
Pockets filled of hunchoz

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In Love With The Gwop lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Girl u is my baby girl u is my baby
I gotta smoke some weed cause girl u drive me crazy
Man I wish a nigga try to take it
30 shots all to his brain yeah
Cause I'm in love with the gwop [x9]

[Verse:]
I'm in love with ya gwuap [x2]
Let a nigga try to take it better come with his Glock
Better have 30 shots cause I got a 50 shot
And this motherfuckin Glock let it motherfuckin pop
Like bop bop bop at a opp or opp thot
Let any opp try me bet any opp drop
I don't care bout no thot I don't play bout my gwuap
And I pray that she don't leave me cause I fuck her off alot
Member posted on the block running from them cops
Rocks in my socks Glock on my hip
Now I'm a young rich nigga named sosa baby
I love the gwuap like I love kaykay

[Hook]

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Young Rambos lyrics - Chief Keef

Pay close attention nigga
This right here history for the scriptures
DJ Scream, Chief Keef

[x4:]
Niggas talkin bout me like is you a hater
She be on her way
Gonna kick all on her face
'Cause I get it like it's my birthday

Lil nigga try to play me like he want one
He'll be at them boy
And hear me my young boys
Cause we do like young Rambos

[x2:]
Niggas talkin bout me like is you a hater
She be on her way
Gonna kick all on her face
'Cause I get it like it's my birthday

Lil nigga try to play me like he want one
He'll be at them boy
And hear me my young boys
Cause we do like young Rambos

Niggas talkin bout me like is you a hater
She be on her way
Gonna kick all on her face
'Cause I get it like it's my birthday

Lil nigga try to play me like he want one
He'll be at them boy
And hear me my young boys
Cause we do like young Rambos

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Blew My High lyrics - Chief Keef

This DJ Scream, it's Chief Keef nigga
This that Almighty SO
This right here a soundtrack for real niggas to ride to
Yo fuck them fuck boys
Ayo fuck them snitch niggas

[Hook:]
I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
Remeber when I use to fantasize
Got this nina with me, you know she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, Do or Die
They scared, go to church Bitch Kumayah
Them pistols get to bussin', Boo-ya-ya
You ain't with the Glo Gang nigga, who are ya?
Stay touchin' my phone, this just bitch just blew my high

[Verse:]
This bitch just blew my high and I was high off all of these drugs
I walk in the mall and buy out all of these stores,
Nigga came out with two bags he thought he was
I was off that tho', Because I was high of all these lean
Let a nigga try me, I got my Glock forty
It got thirty shot in it, it gon' make em scream. (SCREAM!) [x2]
(PRAISE God!) [x2]
I gotta get high to balance my lows
I'm movin' to fast, I gotta pour a four
Spend lots of cash, mama used to be broke
(SOSA) [x2]
Cause I'm a shoot when I see my opponent
Shoot late ass nights and early ass mornings
But hold up I gotta roll me a dutch

[Hook:]
I just spent a lot of money, now I'm tired
Remeber when I use to fantasize
Got this nina with me, you know she gon' ride
Blow a nigga down, Do or Die
They scared, go to church Bitch Kumayah
Them pistols get to bussin', Boo-ya-ya
You don't wanna go against nigga, who are ya?
Stay touchin' my phone, this just bitch just blew my high

(Legendary) (Historical)
(DJ Scree) (Chief Keef)
Almighty SO for the streets nigga

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Me lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Tadoe)

See we soldiers up here
It's a war and we soldiers out here nigga

[Hook:]
I got a bitch, she is from Italia
Smoking on this herb, just got this shit, it be fillin me up
You think it's yo time but it could be up
That's why I got a 30 on me, nigga try me, it could be up
Tell take off slow, I just bought a foreignerie
All of the gwop like I love Keke, it's like my daughter to me
See my bank account it looks like Norbit to me
Say you getting gwop, nigga show it to me

Like Tony Montana, pull up just to you
But it's damn I'm Sosa, the last time I leave
I know niggas plot, I got nutted on me, but this hella on me
I got some niggas in that cut ready to blow me already
And damn you were fuckin bout yo family homie
Bitch I'm blowin all up but the camera's on me

Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa, new Capone, new Meech
I blow niggas up, give them guns and nigga be blowin for me
I was tryna disguise, how'd you know it was me?
You got a pistol, nigga blow it at me and you know I'm flashy

[Hook:]
I got a bitch, she is from Italia
Smoking on this herb, just got this shit, it be fillin me up
You think it's yo time but it could be up
That's why I got a 30 on me, nigga try me, it could be up
Tell take off slow, I just bought a foreignerie
All of the gwop like I love Keke, it's like my daughter to me
She my bitch but kinda looks like no good to me
Say you getting gwop, nigga show it to me

I'm up on that tropical, check of the bag, I'm shakin the D
I'm solid and a half, I'm sellin her fast, they sellin for me
Just run up my trap, lookin for stash, I'm shootin for free
Aim at yo trash, I'll shoot at yo head, you fall to yo knees
Niggas be like from reverse rotate are gonna cost me a G
House look like the mob, took the bitch down, I ball off the D
These niggas they watchin, these bitches they watchin, eyes all on me
Pop up the cut and line his ass up, nigga gon fall on me
Take my lil guys up, take her yea shoppin and it's all on me
They stay back fallin, now they showin how they got them hundreds on me
Got a club and the bed stayin fresh
Come through, bitch party on me
I tell that bitch to ride it fast like a Ducatti on me

[Hook:]
I got a bitch, she is from Italia
Smoking on this herb, just got this shit, it be fillin me up
You think it's yo time but it could be up
That's why I got a 30 on me, nigga try me, it could be up
Tell take off slow, I just bought a foreignerie
All of the gwop like I love Keke, it's like my daughter to me
She my bitch but kinda looks like no good to me
Say you getting gwop, nigga show it to me

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Self lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Tadoe)

[Intro:]
Niggas know how I rock
Bow down bitch my name king sosa now
I ain't chief keef no mo

They want the old Sosa. For what doe?
That's a crazy low down dirty cut throat
I'm smoking earth let me show you how my heart go
Got my 9 on me bitch, Rondo

I brought the bank out Wells Fargo
You ain't getting money boy that not yours
I got a pint of lean I'm a sip it by my self
Sneak diss and find your self by yo self

Remember I'm a blog, posted by myself
That bitch told me control myself, I tell er go fuck yo self
Cdai Got 22 shots he comin all by himself!
But know he got a 5, he woulda so now he gon hide his self
You ain't getting money yo lil lying self
Get a $100, 000 check and spend it by myself
Bitch don't mess this shit, I'll get it in by myself
And if I wanna fuck I'm a hit it by myself

[Hook:]
Girl just want a picture by her self, by her self
I just drunk a pint of lean by myself, by myself
You ain't Squad bitch I'll leave yo by yo self, by yo self
And go and get in the morning by myself, by myself

[Tadoe:]
I got some niggas that's some hitters by they self
Don't care if you with them niggas or if you by yo self
T Roy got a gun that's bigger than him
And he gon blow that bitch up by his self
He don't miss, he gon lead the right one left
Can't find a bitch, just say you're silly, why it went well
I got a glow, I know that people like to steal
Baby you gotta glow, one day you might as well

You want that hard shit?
Pull up on yo block, let that glock spit
Two choppas in my hand, you want that off shit
Broad day out the car with the mob sticks
How you runnin to yo pa like ah shit
I'm a hit about myself, you are not shit
10-17 go bang these hoes, all I did
I'm a hit about myself, you are not shit
10-17 go bang these hoes, all I did

[Hook:]
Girl just want a picture by her self, by her self
I just drunk a pint of lean by myself, by myself
You ain't Squad bitch I'll leave yo by yo self, by yo self
And go and get in the morning by myself, by myself

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Nice lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
Nice, nice, that shit nice
Nice, nice, nice, that bitch be like
I just got a new bitch that bitch be nice
Nahh, nahh, gloin' up
Nice, nice, nice, nice

[Hook:]
Nice, nice, I just got a new bitch she nice
Shawty got a booty it's nice
Baby you never seen this much nice shit in your life
Bitch everything that I buy nice
I'm always Gloin' like a light
You can call me any damn thing but nice
I just got a new crib it's nice

[Verse:]
Nice, nice, nice, nice, I'm sippin' on this dirty sprite
I gotta nice gonna take your life
Bitch see Balenciagas these ain't no Mikes
And they nice, nice, nice, I payed 300 twice
I'm 300 and 300 twice
And growin' I was nothin nice
So I tote pipes, pipes, pipes, pipes
Fuck with me I'll shoot ya twice
And it ain't gon' be nothin' nice
We laugh his ass he wanna run
They say my cup too dirty all night
And it ain't gon' be nothin nice
I'm goin out with my pipe
Havin' a showdown with the sprite

[Hook]

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Salty lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I get gwop now that bitch remember me
I send shots now them niggas hearing me
Step out the cut smoking like a chimney
I got all these racks on me now she feeling me
She salty [x8]

[Verse:]
100 thousand for my car keys, million dollar house keys
She only wanna talk to me cause her boyfriend not me
I'm smoking on broccoli cause it's healthy for me
Plus I'm getting alot of money, I ain't never hungry
Guns mask black opps scream, a nigga try to rob me
If a nigga try to rob, he gonna be salty
Guns spraying like Oil Sheen
Hollows get a nigga off me
Make me feel like pac me all eyes on me
Ho's mouth drop when I ride pass cause my truck cost a lam
See this ice on my wrist and never when the lights go off like damn
Ballin' so damn so hard I tried to slam dunk and I broke the rim
Coughin' so damn hard put 3 grams in a blunt then I broke it down
Million dollar house keys, get the fuck off me
Damn almighty cause I know you feel salty
Now I only speak gwopanese, play that bitch like the lottery
You could act like you ain't salty, that shit don't bother me

[Hook]

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Woulda Coulda lyrics - Chief keef

We ain't done yet
We got so many classics for the street
Sosa give it to em nigga
Scream

Flow so good, they put they foot in it, they coulda have
I'm flexin boy, watch that bitch I wouldn't have
Baby say I'm handsome, girl you shouldn't have
Check my pockets, be afraid of my other half

Niggas always talkin bout what they coulda did
Man they niggas always talkin bout what they shoulda did
And what they woulda did
And what they coulda did
All the fuck he shoulda did
Ask them niggas in the gutter shoot you dead
And they gon do you big
They shot you 'cause you made a wrong move and you know you're dead

Niggas say they smoking loud, that's most stupid mix
Man these niggas always runnin miles like some stupid chick
I should put my dick in her, motherfucker lean down on Gucci still
'Cause I can't trust these trust of yours, I'm a shoot the stupid stupid

Flow so good, they put they foot in it, they coulda have
I'm flexin boy, watch that bitch I wouldn't have
Baby say I'm handsome, girl you shouldn't have
Check my pockets, be afraid of my other half

Niggas always talkin bout what they coulda did
Man they niggas always talkin bout what they shoulda did

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I Kno lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
I Know [x12]

[Hook:]
Niggas looking for me I'm somewhere smoking on dope
Say that life for me then nigga I'm a fuck yo ho
I brought the bank out with me nigga wells fargo
Glo'd all up, pull up in a gallado
I know, I know I know (I Know [x3])
Is it because my ice game bling like me, I know
I know, I know I know (I Know [x3])
Cause I'm getting gwop they don't like me and I know

[Verse:]
I'm finna buy me a diablo, sit it on forgiatos
Coolin' with my padros, glory boys got dough
That's my squad though
Girl up shots though, fxck her though
Fxck a ho, she can give me top though
Then fall off, pull off in that 'rari though
Chief Sosa you flexin', these chains a lot though
Freestylin though, check my clothes game, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
100 thousand for these llama fucking Jesus, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
His bitch say she wanna hit the top, bitch fuck with me you might glo

[Hook]

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Baby Whats Wrong With You lyrics - Chief Keef

Every time I get it off
Every time I get it off
She like I like my weed at home

Sosa when you'll meet my folks?
I don't know, just wait it off
Sosa when you need my phones?

Sosa when you need my phones?
Green fly like peter do
She like I left my weed at home, oh can you get me stoned?
Baby that is not a exuse
So what you wanna do?
You ain't gotta roll one, baby You can roll a few
But I ain't gone smoke with yo
Stay askin me Wat I'm on with chu
Baby what's wrong with you?

Baby said she on me like glue
My thirty stay on me to
And I shot a movie too
Lambo a post on the block
Fuckin on one of my opps
Let the bitch try to set me up
Should gone be stuck between a rock and a motherfucker glock
My bitch bad, she terrible
Beat a bitch like keta do
Foreign all my vehicles
And I gotta thank Jesus too
Yea, well none of it is easy too
Remember all of that, you need me too
Remember all of that, you need me too
Oh now they need me too

Sosa when you need my phones?
Girl fly like pretty to go
She like I love my weed, oh can you get me stoned?
Baby that is not a scripture
So what you wanna know?
Yea I go about you, I'm a feel it
But I'm a smoke the truth
Stay, I set me while I'm on the truth
Baby what's wrong with you?

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Yesterday lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
Let a nigga, gats go bang

[Hook:]
I'm fuckin' on these hoes, I'm swaggin' on these hoes
Let a nigga try me gat is gonna blow
I'm nuttin' on these hoes, splashin' on these hoes
Pull off in that 'rari, draggin' on these hoes
You gotta know me though, my gat is on me though
And I'm still off these blunts from yesterday
Shoot a nigga in the ass for today and yesterday

[Verse:]
Yesterday, yesterday
Bitch wanna fuck me, lets see what my schedule say
She a dumb thottie, I met her yesterday
Yellow kind of dope and it's smellin' great
I bought that yesterday, yesterday
Had she been gone, I smoke that yesterday
I remember posted on front street sellin' that ya
I remember that shit like it was yesterday
Yesterday, yesterday

[Hook]

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"Bang Part Two" (2013)




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12 Bars lyrics - Chief Keef

Got his bitch trippin' cause she seeing me
Thought she was off a trippy stick
Don't know why she sneak dissing me
Say he got a shrimpy dick

Pull off in that rari
Now they think I'm on some fishy shit
Two year ago I didn't have no car
I was on that come get me shit shit
Two years ago I didn't have no job
I was on that young drilla shit

Posted on the block with that Glock
Tryna drill some shit
Don't give no fuck that thot with the opps
I'm a drill a bitch
And I swear these opps know how I rock
Glo until I be killed

I don't want your bitch boy
Trying to see if I can fit my schedule with her
I won't wife a bitch boy
These bitches be going every where

I don't care bout going to jail
They treat me like heaven there
Before I let a nigga try and kill me
I'm a send his ass 11 shells

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Morgan Tracy lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Bitches shakin' ass, but that shit, it don't amaze me
I'm off the act this shit got me feelin' lazy
I was born in the 90s, fuck the 80s
Cause I've got lots of guap, all these niggas hate me
Big shouts out to mama, she the one who made me
Big shouts out to gradmama, she the one who raised me
Them people made a star named Sosa, baby (Almighty)
I spend lots of guap, thinkin' Morgan Tracy

[Verse: Chief Keef]
I'm smokin' on this dope, this shit it got me high as fuck
You disrespect the Glo, you know we've got to light you up
And all you hear is ambulances and them fire trucks
Thirty chop the car, do' that shit on the Regular
Coolin' with the stars, I ain't talkin' famous
I'm a break down this cigar, puff, puff, no passin'
They say I'm gettin' fat, bitch, that's what them bands did
They ain't see me, they see my car, and they say I'm handsome
I've got too much guap fallin' out my pants
These bitches in my hair, I'm too rich for some dandruff
I don't do the dash, bitch, I do the damn drift
These boys don't want no smoke, they don't want no cancer
Get 'em by the loads when I get them bands up
No, I ain't no brick, but I'm money dancin'
I like dirty Sprites same as dirty Fantas
Get showered with this Lamar, I ain't talking Kendrick

[Hook]

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All Time lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
Glo Gang
Holiday, sup bro...
Tell them what we Got?

[Hook:]
Ak's and Shotguns
We let off shots and we watch y'all run
Y'all dumb, y'all ain't gettin' no money
I'm flexin' on these suckas all the time
Spend my money, it's all mines
Runnin' through a hundred thousand cause I get money all the time
Say they gettin' money, they all lyin'
I think I'm the youngest flexer of all time

[Verse 1:]
I'm on this dope, I'm all high
Just bought a new gun, let's go do a drive-by
Ain't even gotta do it, my niggas gone do a drive-by
You better duck, lil goons finna shoot ya graa graa
I will never snitch and I will not lie
Nigga try to take my jewelry bye bye
No bitch, I don't want no pussy bye bye
If yo nigga think it's cookie graa graa

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
She gave me top, like she know how
Tell me why you bitches do that all the time
I got some Cubans that'll do it all the time
Used to move dope got some niggas that do it all the time
I use to rob I got some niggas that will do it all the time
And them Chiraq big shot that will shoot ya all the time
I'm from O'Block where they be shooting all the time
But we ain't worried b cause we got all the guns

[Hook]

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Fuck Me lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook: x2]
Glo boy, I been with it since jump street
Right when we was selling D, right there on Front Street
You drunk bitch, why this bitch don't want me
I just had a six some, them hoes was acting country

Thots ugly cause that bitch say she love me
Cause I don't like the texting, I don't want no company
I dick her down she like 'Sosa you drugged me'
Told all her friends now them hoes wanna fuck me

[Verse:]
Aye aye I'm bankroll shawty
I got so much money I bought a bitch to match my robbins
I'm king go shawty a nigga
Try and rob me he get brains blown shawty
I got 2 Glocks 40's
They both got 30's in it
Run up then you shot shawty
And all I ride is 'raris
But I just bought a Beemer truck
I'm sittin' on some 40's

I got the set with me
This shit ain't Aquafina but I got get wet with me
Bitch I got what you need
Is you gone suck my dick
And if you not you gotta leave
Cause I'm a cash count
Bitch I be high off that earth
She hit my weed, she passed out
I'm a laugh now I know this bitch I told you bitch
Can't stand me, sit yo ass down

[Hook]

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Chiefin Keef lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Tray Savage, Tadoe)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Pull up in a foreign (Skrr Skrrr Skuurrrttt) She thought she seen a beast
A nigga think I'm going (Heh Heeh Heeeh) I got my thing with me
Glo Gang known for blowin' (Heeh Heeeh) always got a thing or piece
Saying that you blowing (Huuh Huh) but you never seen a piece
I'm high of this earth boy, I'm higher than Jesus be
Coming on my turf boy, you gonna need a Jesus piece
Them bullets fly no Nerf boy, Change yo ass like the seasons be
Nigga say he lookin' for me, I'm with my nigga chiefin keef.

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I'm high of this earth boy, I'm where Jesus be
Shoot a nigga ass, if he don't believe in me
My truck super fast, don't think you leavin' me
Tray Savage got the mac, he make it scream for me
He shot the crowd up, he thought he seen a G
Boy roll your loud up, cause you can't cheef with me
I got my 9 tucked, I let it meet a nigga
I'm a Glo O Block ass nigga, I put heat to a nigga
Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it
Come right now I got so much money, I could fuck my teacher and 'em
Spent one song on a foreign, ain't got no features with it
Come right now I got so much money, I could fuck my teacher and 'em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tray Savage]
I be with some killers and them niggas smoke the loudest weed
They got alotta guns, they'll blow you down for me
They rob yo ass, they find you got some pounds of weed
Shoot a nigga up, he can't get down with me
Like hold up, hold up Rocket launcher on his shoulder
You get hit with that it's over
Glory boy shit I told you
Get money boy, where yo hoes at

Tray savage got the mac he blows that

[Verse 3: Tadoe]
Hollows hit his body, body drop
I got a fuckin Glock, with a mark
If Sosa say smoke his ass, then he gon' get popped
We got 100 chops with Glocks with red dots

[Hook]

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Buy It lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I Just Pulled Up in That Old Color of Glue
I just spend 20 on a chains, thousands on some shoes
I done fuck every bitch you wanted to
They don't fuck with you cause I don't fuck with you
They like chief sosa when we gone hit the stu
I'm like when you put the o on side the two
They like sosa and I got ya album too
If I was you bitch I will buy two

They like sosa you so mean to me
You don't know what you mean to me
Ever since you came in the game
You been fucking up the scenery

I know I feel like john cena
Ain't no nigga seeing me
Tryna rob me they meet my damn nena
Ain't a nigga getting a thing from me

Had to put that bitch out
She was on some things to me
She ain't wanna shake her ass
She wanted to sing for me

Tryna blow nigga oh no
Cause I ride my thing with me
I feel like g.I joe tho
I come from the meanest streets
Almighty sosa from the o
That what it mean to me
Balling with no basketball
Got a basketball in my beamer seats
Poppin shit like vegetable oil
Poppin shit like season wheat
I take the mon to dangelong [?]
I pop some shit I'm my meeting great

Cause I got all this johnny dang on me
And I got all this damn bread on me
You ain't taking shit
You can take one to the head homie
Now I got all this damn red on me

[Hook]

Chief sosa shiting on you lames man
She like I know I follow you on instagram
She give me nose like she toucan Sam
Smoking on this dope and I'm coughing like dam
Bitch stop acting dumb u know who I am
I be balling hard and flexing no jams

And if you want a verse send my check in the mail
You niggas ain't gone shoot man you niggas gone tell
Get yo ass smoke if you dropping the l
They like hold up chief so I be bopping the l
Get yo ass smoke if you dropping the l
They like hold up chief so I be bopping the l

[Hook]

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Aint Done Turnin Up lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch
I ain't done turnin' up, bitch

[Verse:]
Say, I ain't done turnin' up, shit
I'm too busy turnin' up shit
Countin' guap, bitch I get it quick
Try and take it, you'll be burnin' up quick
Tadoe off the drugs on that fuck shit
Bad yellow bone doing my laundry
You say you wanna fuck, well I want some head
I've got a hundred dollars, where you want it at?
Cause I'm countin', girl, I'm money countin'
I ain't gotta count it, I've got a money counter
I'm up here at the top, started from the bottom
I can't really trust niggas, so I gotta watch 'em
Cause these niggas plottin' cause I'm gettin' guap now
Back then they didn't want to fuck with me
But they fuck with me cause I'm hot now
I see what Mike Jones was talkin' 'bout
Now I'm 'bout to pour a four and smoke my lungs out

[Hook]

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Hoez N Oz lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
Hoes and Oz
How you ain't know
Hoes and Oz [x20]

[Verse 1:]
Hoes and Oz
Bitch how don't you know
It's in the air this L-O-U-D
I don't like sober
I'm off the lean I'm falling over
I fucked his bitch, she like to smoke
You dumb bitch, you gotta go
He spilled his act 'pon my shoes
These ain't no jordans, bitch these balenciaga

[Hook: x2]
Oh no [x4]
No more hoes and oz [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Smoking out this pound nigga I don't smoke skinnies
Ride pass me, niggas mad cause my truck cost a Lamboghini
I got all this money on me all them hoes get to see me
Getting top by a woman named Lady Gaga but she got an ass like Nicki
At the party won't you come see me
She like do I gotta bring my weed with me
I'm like hell nah bitch you know I be chiefing keef
She like haha you mean to me
Bitch I'm Chief Sosa Houdini
Smoking on this green D
This bitch thought she was independent
Tryna bring her own weed but it smell like

[Hook]

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What I Wanna Do lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
You don't got enough cheese boy fuck wrong with you
You ain't no street nigga can't make no song with you
Boy that ain't yo cheese it don't belong to you
I got so much money I do what I wanna do
Wanna do, do what I wanna do
I got so much money I do what I wanna do
What I wanna do, what I wanna do
How many cars should I buy? Tell me 1 or 2

[Verse:]
Got 30 boppers, power pills, codeine, and that ganja
And I don't do that molly, give that shit to Blood Money
And we don't love these bitches we just fuck them and dump them
And boy don't test me your best bet trying Obama
I pull up in that Rari screaming boy fuck your Hyundai
And I ain't gonna stop til Beyonce my fiance
I'm flexin on these bitches all gold bottles no Bombay
Take 50 thousand dollars, Ill run through it in one day
I'm a glo boy I be shining from my wrist to my gold teeth
And you better be talkin money when you approach me
I been ballin so damn hard I swear I think that I'm Kobe
You say I ain't getting money pussy boy you don't know me

[Hook]

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Cause Im Gettin Money lyrics - Cheif Keef

[Hook:]
I smell like I got 100 pounds of blocks on me
It's reakin' out the car homie
She wanna freak cause I'm a star low key
Tell me what bitch do not know me
I'm a blow this thing like Odee
Leanin off this Act I OD
Can't trust a face them niggas plotting on me
And it's all because I'm gettin' money

[Verse:]
Got that bitch off the drugs, she a zombie
She wanna fuck with us, we get money
Bitch is you drunk, you want my Beamer car keys?
Let's see if they got Beamer taxis
Just bought Kay Kay a Beamer car seat
My boys gon' spray, let us see a opp please
I'm Sunny and you niggas coffee
But now that is my favorite mafi
Bitch I ain't with that lovie dovie
Bitch you just gotta suck and fuck me
Got a pound of that erb, it's lovely
Now I'm sparking up, climbing up trees
While I'm smoking on this dope this bitch keep calling my phone
Don't you see I'm getting high, bitch just leave me alone
I see niggas feelings hurt, tell Chief Sosa what's wrong
Bustin' like I'm dealing, jerk got my dumb ass pulled over

[Hook]

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2 Much lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I say these hoes ain't shit
I'm not trippin on no thot
I don't like conversations
You gone let me fuck or not
While these niggas sneak dissin
I'll be tourin gettin gwap
I be Flexin on these suckas
Pullin' up in foreign drop
These hoes say I'm too much
I think I'm to much
A nigga try Almighty Sosa he get touched
These hoes be tryin' too much
Doin too much
Bitch I couldn't call your phone I was doin too much

[Verse:]
They say I smoke too much
Lean too much
T- Roy my shooter and he will shoot ya
I put Tadoe in the cut Fredo was in it too much
If you ain't on that opp shit than we salute ya
I get money too much
Spend it too much
And if you try to take it then my niggas shoot ya
When I throw it in the air these hoes be doin' too much
When we leave a bitch with too many hoes we bought a tour bus
I just got Kay Kay a check we finna hit Toys R Us
Spent 20 thousand dollars think I bought her too much
I just got Kay Kay a check we finna hit Toys R Us
Spent 20 thousand dollars think I bought her too much

[Hook]

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No It Dont lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
No it don't
Bitch no it don't
No it don't [x3]

[Hook:]
Do a 30 coming ass out 9 no it don't
You say your Rollie tick you lying bitch no it don't
You think your car go faster than mine no it don't
They like sosa you know the time bitch you know it though
No it don't
Bitch no it don't [x3]

[Verse:]
He said when he see me he gon', blast but I know he won't
I'll leave him in the past, that's what he want
You say you getting cash, but I know you don't
Glo Gang fuckin' on thots, getting guap that's what we on
I ain't worried about you bitch nigga I got my shooters
I pay they ass 5K every friday they won't hesitate to shoot you
I don't need any 1's on 2's bitch but I don't eat no sushi
I just wan't to skeet in yo mouth bitch eat it like some food please
I don't wan't no coochi don't make me find my mood please
You say I act mean bitch you know I don't, no we can't go to the movies
No I don't know you B smokin' Keisha getting top by Susie
... Jojo... she give daddy...

[Hook]

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3 lyrics - chief Keef

[Hook:]
This bitch wanna smoke all my weed
I don't want no sex so ho get on your knees
Baby, you won't regret the day that you fuck me
But you gotta hold my pistol and my weed
Man, I wish a nigga would try me
He gonna need a morgue no iv
Let five shots off, he got hit with bout 3
Now I got 22 left and about 3

[Verse:]
Sosa how many chains you got on, about 3
I don't stay in one house, I bought 3
There's 3 nigga in your house in the orders of me
And they all shooting boy they ready for anything
I bought 3 pounds of weed and 3 pints of lean
I know you wanna get high baby
Just suck my dick from the side baby
Or don't hop in my ride baby

[Hook]

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Gotta Glo Up One Day lyrics - Chief Keef

{Hallelujah... Tell these hoes they gotta glo up one day, Bitch you gotta}

[Hook:]
Bitch, you gotta glo up one day [x6]
Bitch, you gotta...
Bitch, you gotta glo up one day [x8]

[Verse:]
Pull off in the rari, shit I gotta glo up one day
I don't fit nobody bitch, yeah I blow up for days
Don't make me get this fucking bitch
I gotta glo up one day
Baby you should let me fuck, shit you gotta glo up one day
I'm the man, I'm the man baby
I'm a glo man, bitch you can't shake me
I'm gloed up, gotta get more money on my baby
Saying you don't wanna fuck me, bitch you must be crazy

[Bridge:]
Bitch, you gotta glo up one day
Even pour you one
I take somebody whole life savings, just spend it on one
Blow and turn yo whole Block into a runway
I'm bout to go and everybody gotta glo up one day

[Hook]

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Hard Way lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Smoking dope gotta find out the hard way
Don't make us make you find out the hard way
Bitch we do it the smart way
Bitch I'm oblock and I do it the squad way
Bitch it's the hard way or the squad way
And bitch we love the hard way
Don't make us start spray in broad day
Leaving eyes, brains in they hallways

[Verse:]
I put 30 seconds on my beat
I be so high so damn high that u can't see
I be chiefin keef and these bitches love chief keef cause he keep a couples gs
Got lvs and double gs
My lv's don't wanna leave
Double gs a couple gs
Nigga must be drinking lean if he think he can fuck with me
I sting like a bumble bee
Man this shit ain't nothing to me
I fuck lotta hoes man a bitch ain't nuthin to me

[Hook]

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"Finally Rich" (2012)




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Love Sosa lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
These bitches love Sosa
O end or no end
Fucking with them O boys,
You gon' get fucked over
Rari's and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra,
Now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain't making no noise
Ya'll know I'm a grown boy
Your clique full of broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
God ya'll some broke boys
We GBE dope boys,
We got lots of dough boy

[Verse 1:]
These bitches love Sosa
And they love them Glo' Boys
Know we from the 'Go boy
But we cannot go boy
No I don't know O Boy
But I know he a broke boy
Rari's and Rover's
Convertible Lambos boy
You know I got bands boy
And it's in my pants boy
Disrespect them O Boys
You won't speak again boy
Don't think that I'm playing boy
No we don't use hands boy
No we don't do friends boy
Collect bands I'm a land lord
I gets lotsa commas
I can fuck yo mama
I ain't with the drama
You can meet my llama
Riding with 3hunna
With 300 foreigns
These bitches see Chief Sosa
I swear to god they honored

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Don't make me call D. Rose boy
He six double-o boy
And he keep that pole boy
You gon' get fucked over
Bitch I does sell soda, and I does sell coka
She gon' clap for Sosa
He gon' clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa, them hoes they do it for Sosa
Tado off that Molly water
So nigga be cool like water, for you get hit with this llama
Bitch I'm the trending topic
Don't care no price I'll cop it b
And yo bitch steady jockin' me

[Hook]
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Hallelujah lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook x2:]
Bitch I'm cooler than a cooler
Big shouts out to my jeweler
Hit a lick been rich ever since
Say Chief Sosa broke that's a rumor
These broke ass niggas need tune ups
I'm a rich ass nigga Hallelujah
Broke niggas we see right through ya
Bitch chief Sosa getting that mula

[Verse 1:]
Every time I look up my bitch starting some shit
Damn I hate a bitch that like to argue and shit
Got so much designer shit you'll think I'm all on this shit
There go the glory boys again they popping bottles and shit
I say if you need a feature homeboy hit up my line
I love when me and Ben Franklin be spending some time
Walk in the mall by all the stores bitch get on this grind
And if your boyfriend wanna be like me tell him get on his grind

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Tadoe off the molly he retarded and shit
Take a look off in my closet lots of robins and shit
And if MJ bring out the same shoes I'm still coping them shit
Bentley coupes and hummer trucks and raris and shit
I do this so lolo don't have to worry again
And KayKay can be like pops riding raris and shit
There go Chief Sosa, girl he ducking paparazzi again
You looking for me I'm in the woods with Harley and shit

[Hook x3]

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No Tomorrow lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I ain't worried bout you shorty
I'm so use to balling
I don't even want you darling
Why do you be calling
Why your bitch love stalking
Every night, Every Morning
Starting to make me go harder
Plus I got a daughter
Ball like it's no tomorrow
I'mma buy a Audemar
Don't care about the costs
Ball like it's no tomorrow
Bitch you chilling with a star
Act like it's no tomorrow
Go buy a foreign car
Drive it like it's no tomorrow

[Verse 1:]
I be riding foreign cars
Riding like it no tomorrow
I be spending hella bands
I be high above the stars
I be chilling with my dogs
Fucking on them hoes
Lotta pound lotta O's
Lotta of bankrolls and clothes
Lotta ice white and gold
Tats on my arms
Lotta Hoes on my line
I be touring fuckin hoes
Ben franklin bank rolls
LV's on my clothes
Jump man on my kicks
Don't like them gucci shits
Got a lot of Louie shit
And a lot of fendi shit
Got ferragamo shit
Bitch I got plenty shit
I ball like it's no tomorrow
Bitch I'mma glory boy
All I know is go hard
Because I got a daughter

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
This man bitch steady calling
I wonder how she get my number
I think she got it from Ballout
You know we them bang brothers
Flexing on you suckers
All the bitches love us
Tadoe off the molly water
So you know it's no discussion
Get fredo out the cut
He fucking shit up
Ball like it's no tomorrow
Cause I chose to live it up
Got dope in my blunt
Got lean in my cup
Cause I'm rolling off a flat
Just like Dillenger
Bitch I got burberry on
Sent that drink for you boss
Y'all know I go hard
And so does my squad
I get very very tall
Things getting taller
I ain't with the drama I could fuck your mama

[Hook]

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Hate Being Sober lyrics - Chif Keef (feat. 50 Cent & Wiz Khalifa)

"Young Chop on the beat"

[Intro: Cheif Keef]
I can spell sober...
I'm a smoker...
Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
Sober, my bitches stay sober
Sober
Damn I hate being sober
I hate being sober

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Damn I hate being sober, I'm a smoker
Fredo was drinking, ain't said I want molly water
But we can't spell sober
Ballout roll up, when we roll up bitches be on us
All the hoes they love smoking, and love drinking
Anti-sober, for no reason
Cause we can't spell sober
Ya know us, we smoke strong boy, watch me roll up
Cause I can't spell sober

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
On my tour bus we get dumb high you's a floor, boy
Fredo got a hangover he toting a Cobra
Last night he was shooting shit up like O-Dog
Reesy rolling, Tadoe got hoes on mollies
Chief Sosa, Ballout, we high riding 'Raris
My bitches love drinking, some love smoking
Let my alcoholic bitch hit the dutch, she start choking
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits they walk around like some zombies
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits walk around like some zombies

[Hook: Chief Keef]

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
We got 100 pounds of this shit, my stash house with them bricks
My pockets filled with them stacks, my bitch be gone off a flat
She a hot tamale when she pop a molly, it's time to party, we party hard
Drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, we high for sure
I came in back of that Rolls
Nigga I ain't stunting them hoes
I trick a bitch to suck dick
Trick, what you spend on her, we spend on clothes
Too young for me she want Sosa, shooters in the Range Rover
That's GBE, when them two-two-threes get to flyin' bitch it's over
See my ring chain and my Rolex when I'm flexin'
Bitch I got to get mine, nigga get outta line, I check 'em
See this gangster's shit done stuntin' to perfection
Nigga better believe me, I make it look easy

[Hook: Chief Keef]

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
My weed so strong, my cheese so long
Roll so many joints soon I might need a lung
Spend so many grands that I might need some bands
That's your bitch why she acting like she need a man?
I'm faded, talking mills cause I made it
Talking pounds cause I smoke it
Talking game cause I played it
I'm wasted, Rozzay that's my favorite
OG kush you could taste it
Buying Cris' by the cases
I hate being sober
Don't smell no one smoking
Me and my niggas come roll up
Believe they gon' fire on you
You think you could roll up
You smoke by the ounce
Well bitch, I smoke by the pound 'cause

[Hook: Chief Keef]

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Kay Kay lyrics - Chief Keef

Me and my niggas we balling
We don't do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
I'm balling I'm balling

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Me and my niggas we balling
We don't do no talking
I see it, I want it, I bought it
In my closet bout 40
Pulling up in my foreigns
Pulling up in ignorance
You niggas is boring
I'm balling like I'm jordan

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Bitch love me cause she ballin'
Everyday I spend like 40
On my side a 40
So don't run up on me shawty
My money so gorgeous
And my niggas clap guns no orders
Bitches see me they on it
Pulling up in all foreigns
Tats all on my body
Don't make me catch a body
This street shit is my hobby
Wack a fuck nigga like hockey
These hoes love Chief Keef
They say they like my steeze
They say I got everything that a nigga dream
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me
I say that his bitch wanna fuck me
He sneak disses ugly
I ordered the bitch a buddie
And I got him to hit it for me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Yo tell the girls we on it
Yo Fredo join he on it
He looks like Fiji water
But we’ll take his life if we wanna
300 enormous
OBlock be on it
We don't give a fuck if niggas warn us
We gone run up on them
Blowing on this good chronic
I'm feeling like super sonic
Broke niggas make me vomit
Can't do what I do stop trying it
Bitch won't get none of my money
But in her mouth I'm cumin
Money call I'm coming
Can't miss that shit for nothing
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain't with the lovey dovey
That's why all these bitches love me
I say that his bitch wanna cuff me
But she can only suck me
I ain't with the lovey dovey
That's why all these bitches love me

[Hook x2]

I put that on my daughter(Kay Kay)
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Laughin' To The Bank lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm laughin' to the bank like 'HA HA HA'
I'm laughin' at these lames like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm flexin' on these lames like 'HA HA HA'
I'm walkin' in the bank like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
For my block, O-BLOCK, cause that's my block
I get wack, HA HA HA
I smoke LA LA LA, [inaudible]
Gettin' HI HI HI
Ain't no drive-bys
We go BAW BAW BAW (Bang! Bang!)
She can suck my cock, like a BOP BOP BOP
She saw that lobster GUAP, I make money FLY FLY FLY
Rap album like HA HA HA, In my AU AU AU
[Inaudible], They smoking LOUD LOUD LOUD
Just got a check for HA HA HA, Cashed it like HA HA HA
I laugh like HA HA HA, his bitch like my RIDE RIDE RIDE
Just got a check for HA HA HA, Cashed it like HA HA HA
I laugh like HA HA HA, His bitch like my RIDE RIDE RIDE

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm laughin' to the bank like 'HA HA HA'
I'm laughin' at these lames like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm flexin' on these lames like 'HA HA HA'
I'm walkin' in the bank like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Walked in the bank, to get some GUAP GUAP GUAP
See I gots lots of guap, This shit won't STOP STOP STOP
Back to bagin' ROCKS ROCKS ROCKS
Switch gears like RA RA RA
[?]
Laugh at cops like HA HA HA
Ya'll can't catch me now
Watch me get [?]
[?]
Then laugh like HA HA HA
Cause bitch I'm HOT HOT HOT
I'm at the TOP TOP TOP
I won't go DOWN DOWN DOWN
I laugh like HA HA HA
Got so much GUAP GUAP GUAP
I'm what these fuck niggas NOT
[?]
I laugh like HA HA HA

[Hook: Chief Keef]
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm laughin' to the bank like 'HA HA HA'
I'm laughin' at these lames like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA [x4]
I'm flexin' on these lames like 'HA HA HA'
I'm walkin' in the bank like 'HA HA HA'
HA HA HA
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Diamonds lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. French Montana)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I swear my diamonds are so blinding please don't look at my wrist
I bet I could take your bitch
That boy jewellery looking bleary like who sold him that shit
They say I ain't getting money well who told them that shit
Ok your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride
Or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me
I don't know but she gone go cause my pockets on swole
I just walk up in the mall then I buy the whole store

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I know my diamonds looking blinding please don't look at my wrist
My young niggas shoot your face if you think about taking my shit
10k for my ears 20k for my wrist
You ain't fucking me for free bitch 20k for my dick
Catch you slipping Scottie pippin one phone call and you hit
I just get these bitches numbers I don't call I forget
And I'm riding in them foreigns ima ride off St.Lawrence
I'mma ride on brick squad catch a nigga I'm scoring

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Them people calling, right back to balling
You got a bad batch to much baking on it
Right back on the stove, right back to them shows
Right back to my bitches, your advance is my clothes
I'm whipping it, I triple it
Shorty pop a molly then she wiggle it
Putting orders, You telling stories
Casino life hard rock nigga put in all this

[Hook]

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Ballin' lyrics - Chief Keef

GBE baby Sosa baby
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin'

[Chorus:]
Bad bitches keep callin'
I swear this money keep fallin'
I bet it's this bitch callin'
I don't even wanna start in
Cause I'm ballin'
Bitch I'm ballin'

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Rollin' up this dope
Pop a nigga something like crisco
All I do is spend dough
I don't even know this bitch no mo'
Cause I'm ballin'
So please bitch stop callin'
Bitch I'm Chief Keef
Every bitch know me
If the bitch don't know me
Let me tell you hoes bout me
Bitch I'm ballin'
And we shoot no talkin'
Rockin' in my pink dolphin
Finna pop me a blue dolphin
Broke ass niggas who talkin'
If you ain't talkin' money than you thru talkin'
Bitch I'm ballin'
On these broke niggas, I'm ballin'
Ballin', ballin'

[Chorus:]
Bad bitches keep callin'
I swear this money keep fallin'
My best friends have been stallin'
I don't even wanna start in
Cause I'm ballin'
Bitch I'm ballin'
Sippin' on that lean
I go hard for my team
Pockets filled with that green
I just blow it all on my team
Cause I'm ballin'
Nigga I'm ballin'

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Ride around with my 3 hunnas
All my niggas, we stuntin'
Spendin commas, bitch it's nothin'
And I'm eatin, got me a big stomach
Cause I'm ballin'
I'm ballin', I'm ballin'
I be countin' them stacks
Crackin' cards, get back
I gets me a big check
And everything designer but it's mismatch
Cause I'm ballin'
I'm ballin' like spaldin'
Trus off my ass
Pockets filled with that cash
Niggas see me, they mad
Bitches see me, they pants I'm in fallin'
Now I'm thru talkin'
Cause I'm ballin', I'm ballin'

[Chorus:]
Bad bitches keep callin'
I swear this money keep fallin'
My best friends have been stallin'
I don't even wanna start in
Cause I'm ballin'
Bitch I'm ballin'
Sippin on that lean
I go hard for my team
Pockets filled with that green
I just blow it all on my team
Cause I'm ballin'
Nigga I'm ballin'

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Understand Me lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Young Jeezy)

[Intro: Chief Keef]
Sosa baby
FTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFT
Beep! Beep! Beep!

[Hook: Chief Keef]
That bitch say that she don't understand me. (Fuck her)
I be flexing
Now my money come in handy
I gotta get this money
Understand me?
100 thous all hundreds understand me (understand me)
Understand me, (understand me)
I gotta get this money
Understand me (understand me)
Understand me
Bitch my name is Sosa
You can call me Sammy

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Everywhere I go I spend a lot of cash
Spend them stacks, spend them stacks and get it back
OTF my niggas they invented that (OTF)
Smoking on this loud, call it the stinky pack (dope)
Count so much money that my fingers cramp
All my niggas Wildin' we don't give a damn (loony)
Ask your main bitch she know who I am (Sosa Baby)
Rob him for his taxes if he's a son of Sam
Who gives a fuck, we don't care bout nothin' Fam!
Got money for a verse, send it through money gram
I'm a drop the top when I buy me a phantom
Kidnap this fuck nigga for some ransom
And if his mouth moving, my gun dance-ON
I pull up in that Porsche, they like "Damn, son!"
All these bitches on me, I won't wife none
I have them bitches runnin', when the pipe come

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Fake ass niggas that's a shit I don't like
Kilogram flow, that's the shit I don't write
All these fucking games, that's the shit I don't play
2 door Murcielago and it's smoke grey
Keep that 50 cal. that bitch come in handy
It will open up a nigga like some candy (BOOM)
In the barrel, look like a Cambell's soup can
Banana clips in the closet like a fruit stand (HAHA)
Talkin 36 O's and I'm the OG
One time I sit and watch a nigga snort a whole key
Muzzle on the Rottweiler, flash no bang
Spent a hundred grand one ring, no chain
Got em pitchin wild 100's, keep it 300
Man that head so good bought her a 300
Understand me
Nigga
Understand me
Understand me
If thuggin was a category
I'd win a Grammy

[Hook]

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3Hunna lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
Sosa baby, you know I'm rockin baby
GBE baby, O'block
Bang bang
Nigga I'm three hunna bang

[Hook:]
I'm coolin with my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I'm three hunna
Click Clack, Pow, now he runnin
Don't be fuckin with my youngins
Them niggas be drummin
They take ya ass down shit we need them bricks or something

Keep this shit one hunna
I keep this shit three hunna
I pull up in that audi
You pull up in that honda

[Verse 1:]
A fuck nigga don't wanna be it
I like my bitch conceited
I'm sosa bitch, chief keef (sosa baby)
My gun don't make me beat it
I'm coolin with my young niggas
A lot of kush, a lot of guns nigga
You see you us you better run nigga
Bullets hot like the sun nigga
She like Sosa I'm a big fan
Bitch I'm leanin like a kickstand
I'm high I'm smoking ganja
Fuck a tooka gang bitch I'm 3hunna

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
GBE bitch I'm a big dawg
Kill ya'll then forget ya'll
I feel like poppin red dog
Big gun that knock ya head off
Three hunna bitch six hunna
O'block and young munnah
OTF bitch honor
We bring them guns out and tell they ass ta runnah
I make the fuckin floor shake
Fuck my birthday bitch I need more cake
I'm sosa bitch I'm gettin it
We smoke thoinks bitch, ya'll be smokin midget

[Hook]

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Finally Rich lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro: Chief Keef]
I Love All My Fans, Without Ya'll I Wouldn't Get Famous
Da da da da eh, These Niggas Fuck with My Campaign
These Bitches Know My Name

[Chorus:]
I know I'm finally rich, but ain't a damn thang gon' change
Me and my boys still bang
We'll clap a nigga up no range
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya'll I wouldn't get far
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
And you ain't the same, All These Niggas Follow my Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I'm Finally Rich

[Chief Keef:]
I'm a show you how to ball, first you walk up in the mall, hit every store and buy it all, cause it ain't shit
I be flexing on these lames, I'm a O-Block nigga can't change
64th street my domain, savages
So I gotta take care of my squad, for every fucking body, get robbed, from they Night job and day job, That's why I got rich
So I take care of my mom, take care of my daughter, and take care of my brothers
But I'm finally rich
So just watch Sosa stack this chedda, Flexing on these niggas no better, hate on me it don't matter
So just watch Sosa stack this chedda, Flexing on these niggas no better, hate on me it don't matter

[Chorus:]
I know I'm finally rich, but ain't a damn thang gon' change
Me and my boys still bang
We'll clap a nigga up no range
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya'll I wouldn't get far
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
And you ain't the same, All These Niggas Follow My Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I'm Finally Rich

[Chief Keef:]
I be flexing with my big bros, reese money and fredo
We got big bands full of bank rolls, bitch we rich
Yeah I get 20 for a show
I ain't worried bout no hoe
Cause I switch those like I switch clothes
Bitch I'm rich
Every bitch knows chief keef, every bitch want chief keef, all these bitches jump chief keef, finally rich
I got diamonds all on my watch, horses all in my car, I get 10 bands for a 8 bar

[Chorus:]
I know I'm finally rich, but ain't a damn thang gon' change
Me and my boys still bang
We'll clap a nigga up no range
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I could ride foreign cars, I love all my fans, without ya'll I wouldn't get far
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
I smoke all the dope, I get so high just see the scope, Real nigga from the O
Bitch I'm Finally Rich
And you ain't the same, All These Niggas Follow My Campaign
Now these Bitches Know My Name
Bitch I'm Finally Rich

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Citgo lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
GBE the squad it's just us we don't need nobody
Yea... yea... yea... sosa baby
Said todoe off the molly he spazzing out in the party man
Yea... yea...

[Hook: Chief Keef]
All these bitches, know I get dough
Pop a nigga slow like crisco
I'm smokin on the gas like citgo
Fat ass, all white bitch though
Big rims, all white whips though
30 clips, all my clique though
You talk a lot but you ain't on shit though
We let off shots, you 'bout to get hit though

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I'm Southside I'll pop out
OBlock bring them Glocks out
300 bring them chops out
We shoot up your block now
Fredo bring them blocks out
Reese bring them crates out
I'm a bring them racks out
Make your bitch wanna stay out
But don't think she gone get paid now
I just like to play round
With niggas I don't play round
My boys shoot up the playground
So please don't get sprayed now
Sirens on the way now
We can do this all day now
Shoot you what you say now
I know she wanna come up
Cause I got lots of commas
Louie and Ferragamo
This why I'm so stuck up
High off the earth I'm fucked up
Bankroll got me puffed up
She got a fat ass then you know that I'm a fuck her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Tadoe off the molly
He spazzing out in the party
GBE the squad
It's just us we don't need nobody
And these bitches call me papi
Cause I got lots of money
It's a OBlock parade
Drop in this bitch we coming
You better love your women
Cause Sosa fuck any women
These commas steady coming
I turned nothing into something
I be tired as hell
But my dick won't sleep for nothing
And we love getting money
I swear we won't sleep for nothing
See opps we pull our Glocks out
Hollow tips pop out
30 clips stick out
But please don't get shot down
On the plug I'll flood your block out
Disrespect my block now
Guarantee you get shot down
Choppas chop your block down

[Hook]

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Kobe lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
I been ballin' so damn hard I swear I think that I'm Kobe
Young bull of this rap shit but I think that I'm Kobe
I swear I'm dunkin on these hoes on these niggas I'm free throwin
These boys they don't like me cause I think that I'm Kobe
Watch me hit the strip club make it rain like I’m Kobe
Industry full of lames I play the game like I'm Kobe
And since I think I'm Kobe my bitch don't like to know me
This is for them niggas that be thinking they Kobe

[Verse 1:]
I say baby I got the racks she like you need to show me
She gon wanna blow me cuz I ball like I'm Kobe
On my right wrist Versace on my left wrist a Rolly
I hold my Rolly up and now them bad bitches on me
I pull them hundreds out my right pocket fifties out my left
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe I got plug with the ref
Watch me shoot this three, infirmaries, death
I got twenty seven more of them be courtesy shells
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I'm Kobe
You boys won't be like me and I think that you owe me
Since I signed with Jimmy Iovine I swear I think that I'm Kobe
You boys won't be like me and I think that you owe me

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Man I smoke so much dope I swear I think that I'm Smokey
Tadoe off that Molly and me I love smokin'
Hundred thousand in one pocket I get paid like I'm Kobe
When these fuck boys play games man I just play like I'm Kobe
My lil bitch just asked why I be stuntin so hard
Cuz them guns shoot one two one two ain't no stompin the yard
I want top in the car she say boy you goin too far
I said I'm Kobe bitch don't act like you never done this before
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I'm so Nowitzki bitch I'm Kobe I got plug with the yay
I been ballin so damn hard I got them ugly faces
I'm so Nowitzki bitch I'm Kobe I got plug with the yay

[Hook]

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Got Them Bands lyrics Chief Keef

[Intro:]
She know papa hella rich
Any bitch gone let me hit
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands [x2]
And I blow it all in france
Italy and vienna
I'm the mans I'm ballin'
And kobe I am him
Got versaci on my legs
And a rollie on my hands
Hit the stand do my dance

[Verse 1:]
Got them bands [x2]
He know I got them bands
And I blow it all in france
Italy and vienna
I'm the mans I'm ballin'
And kobe I am him
Got versaci on my legs
And a rollie on my hands
Hit the stand do my dance
Them bitches act like fans
Gettin' payed ever since
My daughter's heaven sent
She rock gucci louie shit (kay kay)
She be flexin' like a bitch
She know papa got that cash
She know papa hella rich
Any bitch gone let me hit
Your baby's mom let me hit
I just tell her blow all that
Couple stacks don't get me hit
Any bitch gone let me hit
My baby's mom let me hit
I just tell her blow all that
Couple stacks don't get me hit

[Hook: x2]
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I get what I demand
Cause she know I got them bands
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I blow alot of cash
Cause she know I got them bands

[Verse 2:]
I'm finessin' countin' bands
Got louie on my pants
I got gucci on my stomach
I got bands don't give a damn
I just splash [x2]
She know that I just splash
In the mirror do that dance
And you know I'm full of bands
Show that cash in my stash
Bitch I got plenty cash
Any nigga think about robbing me
I'm gone let that semi spazz
You can't stand
You won't last
You ain't ballin' like I am
And I stay countin' stacks
I'm ballin' like a gym
Finally rich ain't that a bitch
They gone let a nigga in
Gbe is the mans
And we be setting trends
Finally rich ain't that a bitch
They gon let a nigga in
Gbe is the mans
And we be setting trends

[Hook: x2]
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I get what I demand
Cause she know I got them bands
Got them bands [x2]
She know I got them bands
And I blow alot of cash
Cause she know I got them bands

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Don't Make No Sense lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Master P)

Ganja, ganja I be smoking ganja
All this loss of commas
And I can fuck your mama
Them thorties know 'em fogs
Flexing in the sauna
Riding in Bahamas
24 Verlons
Turn to that checks that is bind
The Texas shit
I got no limit in the clip
But my effin I let it spit
Thrilla over here
Pull up in a whoop
Got alot of banana clips
Fruity nigga don't get mixed
I say bitch I'm from Chy real
We got more kills than Afghanistan
OBlock just stunting
We the new Ku Klux Klan
I'm abortion not a chemist
Now all you niggas damaged
Some of you boys will make it
For this 3 hundred carats

[Hook:]
This shit don't make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don't make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense

Man these youngers are killers
Tell these streets that we made it
Untouchable niggas we was born to be hated
Me and Sosa ain't telling we get money together
Hood niggas we eatin' and we down for whatever
See they're scared of my niggas
They wouldn't give him a bind
I said, freeze! see murder
We gon' ride for Treyvon
Taking pictures in the hood
Some of these niggas be snitches
Pilla talking with hoes
While I'm counting my riches
Bad bitches be calling
I'm on the block with my niggas
Louie V on the pillars
Smoking weed with them killers
I'm a ride for my niggas
I don't wanna go fin us
Underated by some
Disputed by many

[Hook:]
This shit don't make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don't make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense

This shit don't make no sense
All the money all the bitches I get
Grind high but my 40 ride low
And so my lap on totted on my head
I can't forgive to flip a whip and make a pie
Molly hide you can shit it in my eyes
Give her dick 'cause I know she let it ride
Guess she fuck me anywhere anytime
I may be hit she take the dick and break it down
Stuck the click and make my bitches wait in line
It's nothing new boy 'cause I do this all the time
And since I shoot she better knew to have mine

[Hook:]
This shit don't make no sense [x4]
I say this shit don't make no sense
This pay roll in my pocket
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense
This tunnel in my club
This shit don't make no sense
I say this shit don't make no sense

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"Back From The Dead" (2012)




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Monster lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook x2:]
Can't trust every face bitch you gotta watch em
Never trust a bitch shit you gotta watch em
We just do our thang and the feds watchin'
All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters.

[Verse 1:]
Can't trust every face shit I gotta watch em
Chief Keef Sosa I am on topic
Smokin' big blunts and they long body
My niggas hard body, don't fear nobody
We be in the club bitches so excited
But we don't give them nothin' but some long pipe
Because we don't trust her with their mouth about the night
We don't trust niggas, get out my sight
Four them poppin' pills and they startin' fights
Trust none mutha fucker alright
Four them poppin' pills and they startin' fights
Trust none mutha fucker alright

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Sosa bitch a lot of niggas don't like
But I don't give a fuck, that's alright
Because I'mma do me and take all light
Put your glasses on I'm comin' strong right
Gotta get this bread for my new born
I'm a fuckin' monster with some shoes on
In dis shit I've been waitin' to long
Two face niggas, call em two tones
We just do our thang and the feds watchin
Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic
We just do our thang and the feds watchin
Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic

[Hook x3]

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My Niggas lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. SD)

[Hook:]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don't disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Don't disrespect, my niggas [x8]

[Verse 1 - Chief Keef:]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with these killas
We ape shit, bitch we go gorillas
Smoking loud, bitch I call it thriller
Bitch I got a lot of fucking thots
OTF we got a lot of fucking blocks
Sosa came from bottom to the top
Made man, so please don't get shot
Please don't disrespect my niggas
Shoot the bullets out this LA clipper
Don’t tip bitches, we some fucking bullet tippers
Pill poppin, fuck around and shoot a nigga

[Hook:]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don't disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Dont disrespect, my niggas [x8]

[Verse 2 - SD:]
Dont trip I got a lot of niggas
Dont disrespect cause guns come and get ya
I play to win bitch I'm up for next
These niggas fake ain't, no U and S
We on top but ain't no ho in us
He playing both sides, he better get it up
My niggas they was wallin, they don't give a fuck
We gang bangin, wallin, throwing sets up
We play for keeps a nigga don't get wet up
Beam some shit, aim at your neck up
I'm rollin in this kush, it keep me starstruck
GBE 3 hunnit bitch don't try us

[Hook:]
I be smoking on a lot of killa
Uh oh, out here with his killas
So please don't disrespect my niggas
Cause we gon kill a lot of fucking niggas
Don't disrespect, my niggas [x8]

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Sosa lyrics - Chief Keef

SOSA [x5]

[Hook:]
Them bitches screaming out, Sosa
Who always off the loud, Sosa
Shooting niggas down, Sosa
I'm at the top, you niggas down, Catch up

Them bitches screaming out, Sosa
Who always off the loud, Sosa
Shooting niggas down, Sosa
I'm at the top, you niggas down, Catch up

[Verse 1 - Chief Keef:]
Who smoking on the loud... SOSA (bang, bang!)
Known all around... SOSA
Rob you for your pound, CATCH UP
I'm on top, you niggas down, CATCH UP
Rolling off a 3 in it?
I can't lose, I'm so used to winning
If you deliver bullets, send it
We got them beams, shoot that gun, sent itch?
I'm ridin' with my gualla-guallas
And we some fucking ballin'-ballers
And campaign sosa bitch nigga follow
Middle fingers to them fuckin' oppas

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Shots fired, 9 niggas falling
We see ya oppa my lil niggas off him
It's not my asthma kush got me coughing
Real nigga.com, bitch nigga login
3hunna niggas with me and we all smashing
Fuck a bitch and get money, I got a passion
It's you who gon' do the team bitch I was asking
Smoking trees and I'm busy lumberjacking
Bustin' bitches with my gualla-guallas
Ain't paying no hoes, we some shot-callers
Living life like there's no tomorrow
Everything I do, bitch, I do it for my daughter

[Hook x2]

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Winnin lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. King Louie)

[Hook - Chief Keef:]
I can't loose bitch, I'm so loose to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Fuck with my family and you are finished (Bang, Bang)
And bitch we at the top, We so use to winnin'
Bodies gettin' dropped, we so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Ridin' wit my niggas we be cursing tinted (Bang, Bang)
Catch up bitch, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Everyday Double digits, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Pull up and fire out some shots, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)

[Verse 1 - Chief Keef:]
Sosa bout that gun smoke
Smoke kush smoke you don't know
Ridin' round wit my young niggas
Young niggas that's gone blow
Flow sick shit gold coast
Smoke grade A honor roll
Bad bitches by the bungalow
Real niggas honor those
Playing Louie I'm gang banging
Bad bitch twerk dancin'
Motherfuckas tryna play us
Its hoes and they sure now
Fuck with us and them guns blow
Gun ranges and gun shows
Rob you for your coco
Sosa Baby Uh Oh
Party rockin'
Ass shakin'
Anit throwin' money
I'm showin' money
Bitches dont deserve that
They be already goin' for me
300hunna, Young money, Foi, Gbe
2012 That's my year
Going crazy and see me

[Hook - Chief Keef:]
I can't loose bitch, I'm so loose to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Fuck with my family and you are finished (Bang, Bang)
And bitch we at the top, We so use to winnin'
Bodies gettin' dropped, we so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Ridin' wit my niggas we be cursing tinted (Bang, Bang)
Catch up bitch, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Everyday Double digits, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Pull up and fire out some shots, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)

[Verse 2 - King Louie:]
Kush to strong with a thick bitch
She Like Chief keef and play his shit
When we ridin' smokin'
Type of shit like I'm logan and a piponet
My young g's stay iron holdin'
Pink champaign and some golden
New ray bandz let me unfold em
Just cashed out so I'm holdin'
Gotta lot of Nenes I be rollin'
Bitches pop pills like ibuprofen
Niggas say they ballin' but I be coachin'
Don't get bitched now nobody know'em
I be with young wild niggas I'd home
I love pussy but I prefer dome
Money come fast like my force phone
I pack loud smoking strechers long
Hit it call me shorty bird strechers on
I'm winnin' bitch I'm a champion
Pack louder than a ambulance
Money dance bitch hella bands
Just might cuff some F ends
Soon as they drop in advance
These niggas losing
No D, second chance

[Hook - Chief Keef:]
I can't loose bitch, I'm so loose to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Fuck with my family and you are finished (Bang, Bang)
And bitch we at the top, We so use to winnin'
Bodies gettin' dropped, we so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Ridin' wit my niggas we be cursing tinted (Bang, Bang)
Catch up bitch, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Everyday Double digits, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)
Pull up and fire out some shots, We so used to winnin' (Bang, Bang)

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I Don't Like lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Lil Reese)

I don't like, I don't like
Fake niggas I don't like

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah

A popped bitch, that's that shit I don't like
I got a bad bitch, yeah that bitch right
We smoke dope, all day, all night
You smoke reggie, that's that shit I don't like
Nah, we got a fucking Audi, that bitch all white
Pull up on your bitch, bet she gonna like
Sosa bitch, yeah I done gone ape
Pistol totin' and I'm shootin' on sight
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Nah, your bitch won't do the team, bet she won't fight
Bitch we GBE, fuck who don't like
And we ain't gon' fight, our guns gon' fight

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah

Fake Trues, that's that shit I don't like
Fake shoes, that's that shit I don't like
Fake niggas, that's that shit I don't like
Stalking ass bitch, shit I don't like
I done got indicted, selling all white
But I will never snitch none in my life
I keep this shit 3Hunna bitch I'm going right
With my niggas when it's time to start taking lives
Playing both sides, shit that I don't like
War time spark broad day, all night
Playing both sides, shit that I don't like
War time spark broad day, all night

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah

I'm killing these niggas, shit that they don't like
Broski got the 30 he ain't tryna fight
Got your bitch, I was in it all night
Fredo in the cut, that's a scary sight
You not with the shits, you can die tonight
I only want the top, I ain't tryina pipe
Them youngings with the shits, they be totin' pipe
Floating off a flat, I might take a flight
3Hunna bitch we hot, we done took flight
Taking shit down we ain't like the price
Thirsty ass bitches shit that we don't like
O.T.F. G.B.E., your bitch like

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, bang
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't, like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like

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