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]

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]

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]

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]

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]

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]

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]

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]

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]

"Finally Rich" (2012)

• Love Sosa lyrics - Chief Keef
• Hallelujah lyrics - Chief Keef
• I Don't Like lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Lil Reese)
• No Tomorrow lyrics - Chief Keef
• Hate Being Sober lyrics - Chif Keef (feat. 50 Cent & Wiz Khalifa)
• Kay Kay lyrics - Chief Keef
• Laughin' To The Bank lyrics - Chief Keef
• Diamonds lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. French Montana)
• Ballin' lyrics - Chief Keef
• Understand Me lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Young Jeezy)
• 3Hunna lyrics - Chief Keef
• Finally Rich lyrics - Chief Keef
• Citgo lyrics - Chief Keef
• Kobe lyrics - Chief Keef
• Got Them Bands lyrics Chief Keef
• Don't Make No Sense lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Master P)

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]

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]

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]

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]

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)

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

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]

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'

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]

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]

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

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]

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]

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

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

"Back From The Dead" (2012)

• Monster lyrics - Chief Keef
• My Niggas lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. SD)
• Sosa lyrics - Chief Keef
• Winnin lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. King Louie)
• I Don't Like lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Lil Reese)
• True Religion Fein lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Yale Lucciani)
• Designer lyrics - Chief Keef
• I Don't Know Dem lyrics - Chief Keef
• Everyday lyrics - Chief Keef
• Trust None lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Johnny Maycash)
• Save That Shit lyrics - Chief Keef
• 3Hunna (Remix) lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Soulja Boy)

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]

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]

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]

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)

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

True Religion Fein lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Yale Lucciani)

(True)

[Chorus:]
Ima true religion Fein, bitch what fuck you mean [2x]

Ima true religion fein [8x]

[Verse 1:]
I'm a true religion Fein, got them true religion jeans
Bitch what the fuck you mean
Suck my true religion dick
I been ballin bitch I'm micro
Get green call me geico
Click-clack now we walk like lypo
Fo' we put them bullets where yo life go
True religion every week (uhhh)
How could there be so many jeans
I gotta true religion bitch
She do this true religion dick

[Chorus:]
Ima true religion Fein, bitch what fuck you mean [2x]

Ima true religion fein [8x]

[Verse 2:]
True religion Fein
Ice up with the team
Light it up and lean
Smoke until I dream
Shit ain't what it seems
You might need some glasses
And my nighas bananas
This shit might get tragic
True religion Fein
300 for pants
You don't have a chance
Bitch I shop in France
Money make her dance
Bet she fuck my mance
Pop her with the baggy
Shit ain't what it seems
Shit ain't what it seems
You might need some glasses
And my niggas bananas
This shit might get tragic
True religion Fein
300 for pants
You don't have a chance
Bitch I shop in France
Money make her dance
Bet she fuck my mance
Pop her with the baggy
Break her with the clan
She be eatin dinnas
We don't need no witness
Move light like fitness
My true section ridiculous
Bitch I got the bag
Bitch I stand true
200 on shoes
Molar niggas rule

[Chorus x2]

Designer lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
I got love for some designer
I-I got love for some designer
[x2]
My bitch tatted, I call her designer
Parallel shit bitch don't get lined up
Bitch I'm tatted, I'm designer

[Hook:]
I got love for some designer
My bitch tatted I call her designer
When I get that check, buy nothing but designer
Pop the kush, swisher blunts, rolling nothing but designer
Shoot his face off, bitch we designer
Might be mixed matched but everything designer
Drinking fiji water, I call that designer
We them glory boys, bitch we be designer

[Verse 1 - Chief Keef:]
I got love for some designer
Parallel shit bitch don't get lined up
Ugh, ugh
Sosa on his prow
I'm that nigga, shit you get that all the time ugh
Yeah, I buy nothing but designer
Lotta kush, lotta blunts
I'm designer
Shoot his face off, I'm designer
And I'm truud down, but I'm designer
Bitch I'm tatted, I'm designer
OTF stuff, you know where to find us
They be cutting up like designer (bang bang)
Off a lot of dope, Bitch I be high as fuck (bang bang)

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Yo Gotti:]
Designer, Homicide put me in the line up
CMG, they tryna define us
Say it stand for Cars, Money, Grinders
I-I-I'm true to my religion bitch so start praying
The doors to the trap is open, Amen
Me and my nigga Sosa about to start (blah!)
A hundred shots coming out that black van (blah!)
Van, bullets gon design ya (Murder)
Run out with that work we gon come find ya
I rock Gucci, Louie, Prada like the song say
My money don't fold up, I keep it long ways (ways)

[Hook]

I Don't Know Dem lyrics - Chief Keef

[Chorus:]
This nigga looking at me like he want some
Pistol to his face if he owe some
My niggas keep them tools make em blow some
OTF they ride for Sosa

Riding with my hitters bitch we on some
Ride on an opp and then smoke them
Yea we keep them horns we will blow them
Who is these niggas, I don't know them

[Verse 1:]
GBE bitch we hot bitch we smokin
I'm chokin, what I'm smoking potent
I'm leaning, rolling and I'm totin'
You know where it's O and the no end

300 bitch don't make me bring them killers out
Real shit, free all my hitters out
Don't make me bring them killers out
Youse a dead man that ain't even written so

Tec chop like lawn mowers
Feds listening, shit, short convo
Hit a nigga with a combo
What I'm a fight for? My choppers drum roll

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Throwing L's up, Glocks up
Don't start us, can't stop us
Everywhere they spot us
Chopper light, kill a cop though

Word around this nigga Stevie
I don't a fuck with contacts, see me
I love getting tree-tree
Smoke kush get head by Kiki

I need that, I'm up now
A problem, we up now
My gun screaming "what?" now
You want that tough shit? Our guns act tough now

[Chorus]

Everyday lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
She say you be stuntin bitch that's everyday
She wanna chill with Sosa but not everyday
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
She wanna chill with Sosa but not everyday

[Verse 1:]
I be smokin dope shit, that's everyday
3hunna swole, bitch we be up in the place
Don't care what you say, shit that's everyday
Sosa always with this nigga shit, that's everyday
Can't compare eye, cause I'm hot as fuck
I'm buying foreign cars and some tonka trucks
No snitchin' but we'll line you up
Shoot them bullets, ain't nobody hot as us
I'm a leo but my fuckin' birthday everyday
Hope I be at the awards fuckin' Mary Kate
I'm a leo but my fuckin' birthday everyday
Hope I be at the awards fuckin' Mary Kate

[Hook:]
She say you be stuntin, bitch that's everyday
All my money, go of dope, shit that's everyday
She wanna' chill with' Sosa, but not everyday
Fuck on any nigga bitch, shit that's everyday
Everyday, Everyday, Everyday, Everyday
Everyday, Everyday, She wanna' chill with' Sosa, but not everyday

[Verse 2:]
OTF, bitch I rep that shit like everyday
GBE, bitch I rep that shit like everyday
If you think it's chicken then it's bombs away
Ringin' down yo' block, make you run away
Man I get so high I can't pronounciate
Run up in yo' house where your money safe
We be makin' moves, shit that's everyday
I don't stack money, I spend it in everyway
Damn, all this money on my landline
Up all day, bitch we don't sleep we vampires
40 on my hip, click-clack then fire
We don't do this everyday, you's a damn liar

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
She wanna' chill with' Sosa, but not everyday

Trust None lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Johnny Maycash)

[Hook:]
Trust none, bitch I don't
Bitches on my dick but I know she want...
Fuck niggas, ion fuck with them
Ion trust no nigga... why not?
Cus they pussy niggas, they snake niggas...
They will turn on you, yes sir!
This bitch say ion trust her, ion give a fuck!
Ion trust myself, so what the fuck?

[Chief Keef:]
Trust none, bitch I don't
Wife a bitch, bitch I won't!
This loud, bitch I smoke
I got alot of dogs
Don't make me stick them on you

[Hook:]
Trust none, bitch I don't
Bitches on my dick but I know she want...
Fuck niggas, ion fuck with them
Ion trust no nigga... why not?
Cus they pussy niggas, they snake niggas...
They will turn on you, yes sir!
This bitch say ion trust her, ion give a fuck!
Ion trust myself, so what the fuck?

[Chief Keef:]
Trust none, bitch I don't
Wife a bitch, bitch I won't!
This loud bitch I smoke
I got alot of dogs
Don't make me stick them on you
Getting money, in my true religons
Bitch sosa day, its what you been missing
Rolling, I'm rolling bitch
I'm with a bad bitch my pistol she be holding it
Take it out and start shooting
We got alot of clips, you can say that this a movie
I'm cumming in her mouth, she ain't trynna bust none
So I kicked her out
O-block what I rep
You need some help if you disrespect chief sosaaa
Bitch I'm on, and purple lean what I'm sipping on

[Hook:]
Trust none, bitch I don't
Bitches on my dick but I know she want...
Fuck niggas, ion fuck with them
Ion trust no nigga... why not?
Cus they pussy niggas, they snake niggas...
They will turn on you, yes sir!
This bitch say ion trust her, ion give a fuck!
Ion trust myself, so what the fuck?

Save That Shit lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
She say she love me whatever that is (I don't know)
Do me a favor save that shit (bitch)
Like bad kids bitch we reckless
Ball hard sorta like taxes
He say he know sosa he be lackin'
Do me a favor save that shit
You fuck niggaz betta stay packin' a lot a standee clips no actor

[Verse:]
(BANG!) She said she know sosa he be flexin'
Pulla windows down smell da freshen
Good loud packs smell like cat piss
Hangin' out da roof young reckless
Rockin' in my roc jeans
Campaign Sosa every nigga following
I ain't with da arguing
My niggaz come CLICK CLACK no arguing
She say she love me whatever that is
We see a opp shit get hectic
A lot a standee clips no actor no sex bitch I only want da neck bitch

[Hook:]
She say she love me whatever that is (I don't know)
Do me ah favor save that shit (bitch)
Like bad kids bitch we reckless
Ball hard sorta like taxes
He say he know sosa he be lackin'
Do me a favor save that shit
You fuck niggaz betta stay packin' a lot a standee clips no actor

3Hunna (Remix) lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Soulja Boy)

[Intro:]
Sosa baby, you know I'm rockin baby
G.B.E., 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 - Chief Keef:]
A fuck nigga don't wanna be it
I like my bitch conceited
I'm sosa bitch, Chief Keef yeah
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 tugga gang bitch I'm 3hunna

[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 2 - Soulja Boy:]
A fuck nigga don't want that gun play
Set him up have him dead by Monday
Kush blunts in the ash tray
We gettin cash and we get that shit the fast way
I keep that shit 3 hunna
SOD and Young Munna
A fuck nigga don't wanna try me
I'm on the high way 20 pounds of Irene
She like Soulja Boy ya icy
Standin in the club in my white tee
A fuck nigga don't wanna fight me
I'll grab that AK and aim it at his mouthpiece

[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

mixtape: "Bang" (2011)

• Fuck Niggas (Intro) lyrics - Chief Keef
• Setz Up lyrics - Chief Keef
• Itz Crackin' lyrics - Chief Keef
• Know About Me lyrics - Chief Keef
• Just In Case lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Gino)
• Bang lyrics - Chief Keef
• Smash lyrics - Chief Keef
• 12 Bars lyrics - Chief Keef
• What I Claim lyrics - Chief Keef
• Charlie Sheen Freestyle lyrics - Chief Keef
• Get It Jumping lyrics - Chief Keef
• In This Bitch lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Lil Reese)

Fuck Niggas (Intro) lyrics - Chief Keef

Sosa, BANG
OBlock OTF

Hit A nigga up I don't give a fuck
I do drugs till I'm dead
O'Block
Wic City bitch
Middle Fingers to shondale
Chief keef I go nuts in a fast car doing doughnuts
Shoot a nigga up then so what
That's what he get for being so tough
Run up on him
Put the gun up on him
Act pussy niggas whats to you bitch
Change his mind like 4 ways
Like a flat tire he need a fix
Hit a name off me you need it bitch
Goddamn i hate a conceited bitch
Ima shoot the clip till its empty bitch
Disrespect my bro gods
Got one lung
I smoke alot of kush
And why I don't know god
I got alot of niggas with alot of guns
That will use them then so god
Then so god
Kush smell like piss and rubber
Know I'm bout my bands
We rob who we shop with
Don't give a fuck it ain't my mans

Talking hoes niggas I keep that
Kush nigga, I weep that
You holding and we see that?
That money we gone need that!

You ain't shit but a stain nigga
Throw my first finger and my thumb up
That's a L nigga, to the brain nigga
That's all I'm saying nigga

Setz Up lyrics - Chief Keef

BANG BANG
BANG BANG
BANG BANG
BANG BANG

Put your techs up, put your macs up
SK's HK's, put your gats up
Put your setz up, put your setz up
Put your setz up, put your setz up

Put your techs up, put your macs up
Sk's hk's put your gats up
Put your setz up, put your setz up
Put your setz up, put your setz up

Put your setz up, put your setz up
From the other side you get wet up
We don' believe in luck, but im next up
Have that ambulance come and get up
Shoot his fuckin' face, blood on my sneaks
We got a lot of heat, we can shoot for weeks
You a dead nigga, in big words, deceased
I ain't gotta talk, let this choppa speak
Ima go nuts, dont worry 'bout it
Gon' kill me bitch nigga, don't be a girl about it
Otf man, cause niggas snitches
Throwin' L'z up till I'm dead or in prison
Fuck a MOB, put money over bitches
Fuck a Shondale, Imma rot in hell
Imma maintenance man, I gotta lotta nails
Attitude stink, kush what you smell

Put your techs up, put your macs up
SK's HK's, put your gats up
Put your setz up, put your setz up
Put your setz up, put your setz up

Put your techs up, put your macs up
Sk's hk's put your gats up
Put your setz up, put your setz up
Put your setz up, put your setz up

Itz Crackin' lyrics - Chief Keef

[Intro:]
I was chillin smokin loud
She like ain't you Chief Keef
Yeah the famous Chief Keef
Bang
Sosa
O Block

GBE OTF

[Verse 1:]
I was chillin smokin loud
She like ain't you Chief Keef
Yeah the famous Chief Keef
Now she wanna freak me
But She already know
She gotta do the team
Yeah yeah the the team
Yeah yeah the the team
I'm all about my green
Make a stupid roll it seem
We see money when that 30 fifth cappin with the beam
I got a lot of killas nigga you not anything
Run a bitch that you love and leave her with a dream
Bitch nigga it's crackin
Get off the porch no lacks
Ridin on you slide the door back
Like applauds nigga we clappin
We take what you taxin
Split it even like magic
Fredo he it the cut make it verry scary like Freddy

[Chorus:]
You sneak dissin What's hannin
Dem guns split you It's crackin
Two Foo No stackin
Ridin round With dem ratchets
You want it I got it
Bitch Nigga It's crackin
O T F In the party
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
You ain't bout That action
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
When them bullets Flyin at ya
Bitch nigga It's Crackin

[Verse 2:]
Wats crackin ts crackin fa Frado it's crackin
Fa Reese Money I'm crackin keep ya eyes open no lackin
Hot 6 hunnet come clap you
Bullets come tackle
Bullets bouncin like rabbits like I said nigga it's crackin
One in the head clip in my pocket you know it's a 30
Somethin pop off that clip and then click ckack then bernie
Goes the Mac nigga hollows fat nigga rippin through godzillas back nigga
Have yo bitch suckin my dick nigga the hit that loud pack nigga
Big E nigga he gon let it go E-Dawg gon let it blow
When shit get so technical erase niggas like schedules
O Block jus to let you know
Kill the world jus to let you know
R I P Lil Mo
That's why if I die I gots to go

[Chorus:]
You sneak dissin What's hannin
Dem guns split you It's crackin
Two Foo No stackin
Ridin round With dem ratchets
You want it I got it
Bitch Nigga It's crackin
O T F In the party
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
You ain't bout That action
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
Bitch Nigga it's crackin
When them bullets Flyin at ya
Bitch nigga It's Crackin

Know About Me lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

[Verse 1:]
On Loud So Dazed Bitch I'm Loud For Days
And I'm Stayin On Top Like A MotherFuking Raise
I'm Bout Gettin Paid These Bitches Know About Me
If Not They Insane They Can't Fuck Round Wit Chief Keef
Im Gone Bitch, Don't Fuck Around With Them Snitches
And I Fuck Around Wit Them Gats So Don't Fuck Around And Get Missing
Fuck Around And Take Yo' Bank Snatch Yo Earring And Yo Chain
Then I Fuck Around And Fuck Yo' Bitch Better Not Tell Me I Can't
Bitch I'm Rollin Up Dem White Owls Dem Swishers They Dont Stick
And I'm Torchin Up Back To Back Tryna See How I Get Rich
She Usin Teeth Suckin My Dick, Bitch Get Up Off My Dick
I Got Guides Take A Pick Made Her Do A Couple Tricks Cuz I'm Chief Keef

[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Bitch You Know About Me, Ridin Round Wit That Heat
Countin That 4 G's
Got That Yellow Bitch In My Seat
Ion Fuck Around With Sheeps
I'm Talkin Bout That Loud, Free My Bro Tylee
Its In June When He Get Out We Gone Kick In A House
And Hit His Thang For A Couple Thousands'
SD That's My Nigga, And He Got A Po Tale Lemme Get Rid Em
Rockin True Religion Denim And I Nut On That Bitch Face
Just To Show I Ain't No Lemon
That Loud Got Me Trippin Cock Back This Pistol
Then Pull The Trigger, Put Like 6 In 'Em
My Brain So Fucked Up Man I Think Its That Loud
Yall Be Smokin That Mild Open Up The Crowd Cuz I'm Chief Keeeef

[Hook:]
These Bitches Know About Me
These Bitches Know About Me
Said These Bitches Know About Me, (Chief Keeeef) [x4]

These Bitches Know About Keeef, These Bitches Know About Keef
Said These Bitches Know About Me

Just In Case lyrics - Chief Keef (feat. Gino)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
We gorillas out here, apes
Put guns to your face
We keep 30s in them clips
Shoot a movie just in case
In an all black suit, put his ass in the case
Ya'll boys be smoking mild, what we smoke is grade A
L's up, everyday, 2-4 just in case
What I'm gonna do today, shoot a nigga in his face
Guns filled to the max
I know you feel the bass
And I don't wanna feel my face, pop a pill just in case

[Verse 1 - Chief Keef:]
So much loud to the head that I can't feel my face
30 bullets in the clip, you know they can get replaced
Gorilla, I'm an ape
Bullets burn just like mace
Hit the boy, pull that cake
Don't get shot in the face
If you run, bullets chase
Make his ass shake
And we 300 deep with them L's in your face
The guns we be packin'
Don't get caught lackin'
I don't see you in these streets, Imma catch your ass in traffic
Bitch, I'm a savage
I'll rob who's living lavish
Like d-heads to that dope
For that kush, I'm an addict
No pops so I'm a bastard
Getting money, watch me master it
If you an op, fuck the cops
We'll leave your ass Casper

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Gino Marley:]
Yeah that Ruger I be clappin'
And I'm all about the action
Pistol toting is a habit
I'm a get money fanatic
And the shit all through the world so you know I gotta have it
Bout that bag, bout that cash
Loud smoke cause I'm an addict
Keep the coke up in the attic
Got the 30 out in traffic
Bout to bang, I let them have it
I'm not with the lackin'
No slackin', no cappin'
In the field we play for keeps
Straight grind, no sleep
We been at this shit for weeks
Out lurking, staining geeks
And the money is a must, so it's a must that I eat
And the guys do the same so we just have a feast
In the belly of the beast
And the rules M.O.E.: Money Over Everything

[Hook]

Bang lyrics - Chief Keef

Bang, Bang, Bang Bang Bang

[Hook:]
That Smokes got me gone you can hear it in the air
We on top like some stairs
I Don't give no fuck I be going to hell
Can't fuck around with bitch niggas (bitches)
Because they be acting like hoes (hoes)
There's a lot hoes out here though
But (I'm a let this hamma blow
Like... Bang, Bang, Bang Bang Bang
Bang, Bang Bang Bang Bang
Bang, Bang) [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Choppers get let off (let off)
Now they don't want no war (they don't)
30 clips and them 4'5s gotta go back to that store
And that kush getting smoked gotta go back to the store
Cock back at the store, my man's gone blow
So they ass better get low
Or get hit
Oh shit
That bulldog make his ass split
I'm tring to get rich
Fuck a bitch
Or 54 ways to get hit
I'm talking this dick
If she snitch, she can get the 30 clip
All we know is bang and then dip
And them bangers hollow tips
I swear to God that shit dead
And show niggas how we do it
We got big hawks and eagles
That's gone knock you off your shoes
You better be a smart nigga
On that R.I.P dark nigga
Two Bangas going hard nigga
Soft nigga go hard nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Block 9
Tech9 39.45
When we hit him he ain't coming back
Smoking loud this buddy loud, so I ain't coming back
And I'm Chief Keef bitch
Off of Pill I feel like E.T bitch
Do a bitch spin like CD bitch
Can't get caught by CPD bitch
My nigga dooski he got my back
Just bring a 9 we ain't got a mack
You better listen we got the mack
And on ya back we make nolia clap
We got 50 shot tech's so don't get wet
We gone make some bullets rain on your block
Your bitch sucking all on my cock
On my block we the chop shop
Smoking stank all we know is bang
Fuck run a train
We gone roll a train
Big propane like novacane
Chief Keef bitch I'm so insane
And there's dough boys I run with with
City in black gates
Young money in 4'6
Flip a nigga like Patti cake

[Hook]

Smash lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook:]
Ho you know I'm that nigga, finger on the trigger
I can't pass on a nigga, so I smash on that nigga
I'ma smash on that nigga, so I smash on that nigga (x5)
I'ma Smash

[Verse 1:]
Know that I'm that nigga, follow me on Twitter
Two 50 shot macs, 100 shots for that nigga
Got a crazy loud affect, all you smell on me is kush
Bitch I'm rolling off a pill
Catch 8, like a hook
Man, my niggas we be swole
Ready to blow them poles
We on ready, set, go, we charge his ass like rhinos
Want beef? We turn up
Watch me shoot him in his face
Pour a four in my sprite, more loud on the way
See that kush I'ma smoke until I fucking choke
See They Got Pounds On The Smoke
He Can Get His ass polled
See I'm Chief Keef and these bitches know about me
Team King Dart Gang bitch Nigga, 300 GBE
And I'm screaming A.O.N
And blowing loud with DJ Kenn
Make a stupid horror scene
Then I'm gone in the wind
No we ain't gon' fight, but he gon' get shot by tonight
I be off all types of shits
Make bullets fly like kites

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
All we know to do is smash, on a peon nigga ass
And this purple smell like grass
And that green like some cash
Smash on that nigga he don't want to up on his knocking
Better stop it before we cock it, then go inside his pockets
We smash on niggas, blow kush on niggas
In a party off a pill, then we push on niggas
So what you talking 'bout? Have them guys outside your house
Ready to smash on you and whoever else coming out
If you smash on niggas, then throw Your Ls Up
Because these niggas know we deliver bullets like mail trucks
Nigga open this vault, or get hit with this pole
When we let these hammers go, you think it's July The 4th
Bitch I'm out here with my hammer up
When cops come, my hammer tucked
And I'm all about my money stacks
So I gotta get my sandwich up
That smash, nigga jump off
Let the gun talk, let some off
Then fuck a bitch I got one off

[Hook]

12 Bars lyrics - Chief Keef

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Goddamn my swag O.D
No seeds in my weed
30 clip in my waist
Bullets spraying like sheen
I'm hitting shit low-key
Like my nigga Odee
RIP Odee, that was the bro-skey
I'm living life fast
Can't give a nigga no pass
And bitch trained to go, so on sight I'm gon' blast
Kush got me chokin'
Let's toast if you blowin'
Let's smoke if you hittin'
Let's roll if you rollin'
Sosa blowing, he ain't goin'
It's killing season for these fuck niggas when I get to blowin'
Smoke on the low end
And I ain't with the romance
You gotta do the team, for 300 she go in

What I Claim lyrics - Chief Keef

Smoke kush ain't comin down
I'm wit the smoke at the top
Guns fill like cans bitch
Them kind things we let it pop

Cdai got 22 shots
Plus michael jordan one through the top
It's 300 600 shit
Try that you get popped

Bullets hit your fucking chest
Clips full like gas tanks
I'm on a block we call O' block
Run through an attach you like a gas tanks

U don't believe that shit stank
Thats when we make yo ass think
Catch up I'm too fast
Thats why I'm in the fast lane

O.T.F. thats wixxy
Young money no 5-1
Lamron fo 6 shit hit
Senden shots to them 5-1

I'm on it now wit poo-poo
Oh yes he will shoot you
Pop pills and shooten niggas
Thats why I'm goin coo-coo

[Hook:]
All my niggas grinding
O.T.F. behind me
If he dont mind me
You know where to find me

Always money over a dumb bitch
L'z over them fuck niggas
In the back we go rag a hunnid
Ima looney toon betta duck nigga

Cuz ima let this gun bang
Cuz this shitz ain't fo Lame
Its F.T.O. its my radar
So I stay in my lane

$o$a thats my name
Yo bitch screamin my name
Can't fuck wit oppositions
Nigga you can't claim what I claim

Shoot a niggas arms off
Pussy niggas can't catch 9!
Big clips for the set now
89's and tech 9's

Throw a head on M.O.B
For that that nigga lil steve
Pop pills and movin fast
And all these brothers that could breathe

We ridin past them bullets flyen past
Make a lowzy nigga feal me
Kill my lil bro man
Ya yall niggas run up

Ya we march up yo block
Make a horror scene like monsta's
Catch fam at ace tags
Blam his ass that lammy tech

I'm 300 ill killa nigga
Ya I got mass setz
600 catch em at carter
I know it well like parker

We don't turn off we start up
And every day I'm harder
Alotta niggas with alotta gunz
Real niggas betta folla

[Hook:]
All my niggas grinding
O.T.F. behind me
If he don't mind me
You know where to find me

Always money over a dumb bitch
L'z over them fuck niggas
In the back we go rag a hunnid
Ima looney toon betta duck nigga

Cuz ima let this gun bang
Cuz this shitz ain't fo Lame
Its F.T.O. its my radar
So I stay in my lane

$o$a thats my name
Yo bitch screamin my name
Can't fuck wit oppositions
Nigga you can't claim what I claim

Charlie Sheen Freestyle lyrics - Chief Keef

Sosa, Sosa, Sosa

That cash well, I gotta get it
I be kush smokin yeah I admit it
I was born with this shit nigga
So pussy nigga I'm dyin with it
What's up with all these square niggas (fuck niggas)
And they don't wanna be L's now
Keep ya head up, it's war time
And on your block you can't sell now
Guns sing like Kellz now
Deliver bullets thats mail time
We got hang time and smoke time
We ain't got time for jail time
Start tons a shit thats drill time
And with this hammer get nailed down
And we took our connect down
He ain't got shit to sell now
I'm Sosa, I'm Sosa
Bitch I dun told ya
She on me like holsters
And on her wall are my posters
I do drugs. (PERIOD)
Pop beans and sip lean
Smoke kush no regg dawg
And ¿'nemie well enties'?
Is stay out in traffic, bitch I ain't no house nigga
Don't care bout no bitch nigga
Money be my spouse nigga
Sosa make the party rock, standin' on a couch nigga
It's OTF three times, and three fingers I'm out nigga

Get It Jumping lyrics - Chief Keef

Sosa
O' Block
Bang [x11]

Let's get this shit jumping
Get these hoes bussin'
Nigga's sneak dissin'
Well they ain't sayin' nothin'
Them bullets get the touchin'
Them veins get the bussin'
Cause bullets come a dozen
And they burn like a oven
I'm a sick mothafucka'
Loud beat my robatussin'
And I can't keep count of these bitches I be fuckin'
I'll shoot a nigga down
Bitch I'm kinda off, I grew up in this shit
Goin' by what I saw
Alotta real nigga's they was gettin' money
So now I'm on the block nigga rain, sleet, or sunny
OTF runnin', I fucks wit' Young Money
I make one phone call yeah Cortez he comin'
Wit' the Young Money, Kush stankin' like onions
Edai you been my nigga, introduced me to six hunnid
D-Rose what up, you scoring shit I hear
Keep ya head up out here, Every year is our year

We, kinda fucked up
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me man
[?]
Free my nigga Juice
Free my nigga Top
Free all the guys man
All My L's niggas
All My Wiic City O'Block Niggas man
All My front street Glory Boyz man
Ya know. OTF bitch
All my young money niggas man,
All my 300 hundred savage's man
Bang [x5]